Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Rhymes

Yo it's 1992 and P is back up in this motherfucker

(Yo man lets do this right, man. If everybody plays right, then put yo
hand over yo heart, and let yo left hand grab yo nut. Now everybody
along, bitch.)

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell crack
So start sellin'

There's a in every hood
Dumb fiends that they pipes
It's nigga betta then
why we dealin'

(C'mon everybody)

We are the
We are the
We are the that sell crack cocaine
So let's sellin'

(Talking muffled by beats)

Check this out
I'm at this
These two bitches lookin' hella
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they T
I say "Your there - it's about to explode"
I a gat to her ass & she took off her clothes
In words I be movin' fast like a pick...pocket

See- I'm a maniac I gotta top it
I to the bitch ... before I kill 'em
I'm a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood drilla'
I take yo life and yo arms and cut the bitches off
And play a bloody game of golf
And your arms, your legs I shoulda did it sooner

in yo stomach - pull out a piece o' tuna
I you're dead, you're ghost, you gotta go
You untested, DAMN they like arrested codes

For a dead bitch - ya some good head
Ya must be on yo period - 'cause my dick is red
I it in you
I see you - ya about ta cry
But before ya do make me pull out eyes...
Make me slap yo mother-fuckin' face but speak
That big round ass could some good luncheon meat

In other you're dead, you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherfucker and that shit's

Yo man, think about that
(Man, what you say about that is bullshit - that ain't real)

Oh, aight, this out

It's 1993 and Master P is in this motherfucker
Ya know what I'm
I had to get a lil' 'cause last year some niggaz was talkin' shit
But see, I'm
Ya know what I'm
I'm about to get
And all them that try to stop me
There's be a bloody murda

Yo Kent, up some of that gangsta-ass music