Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Rhymes

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

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

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell cocaine
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 ones that sell cocaine
So let's start

(Talking by loud beats)

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

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

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

For a dead - ya give some good head
Ya must be on yo period - my dick is bloody 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 don't
That big round ass could make good luncheon meat

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

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 back in this
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 I'm sayin'
I'm about to get
And all them that try to stop me
There's gonna be a murda

Yo Kent, turn up some of that gangsta-ass