Luyện nghe bài hát Punch Drunk

You know I rock microphones like they got bones
And I'll roll on your show like some dough
Yeah you steady bitin' styles off the next man's
Think your Jackson, but your name Bo
I'm hittin' chicks fine as Madelyn Stone
Got a closet in my where the hydroponic grow
Act you know, Lee tokes the chronic
It ain't the season, the strictly economic
So the jinn and tonic
Punk the Bennet
If wifey watchin', hon, I'm runnin' up in it
I it hot and spicy like some wavos rancheros
Then hit the Knick with my man Don Terros
And if the are winnin', then Spike Lee's grinnin'
So next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong
Sippin' whiskeys to my cuts
Watchin' all the earthpieces shake butts
Some people think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little
But me soft, I'll beat ya down like ya stole money

Politickin' with your chickens, time to get loose
(Sample: It's the wicked pain inflicted with the Mickey's deuce)
Throw your hands in the air and your caboose
(Sample)

I see a million ??? out on the bottle
The heavyweight champ was a role model
I keep it idle, with my B-boy
From downtown Brooklyn all the way to
Yeah, play the lotto, kid, if you feel lucky
I'm not a toy, but hunt you down like Chucky
You must be buggin' 'cause I heard you want to me
You trippin', 'cause your woman wants to ??? me

Yo, we're par for the course when behind closed
You never go for when it matters the most
Ya like to, and boast, and drink and make a toast
But ya don't come kid, you're comin' up ghost
Plus you playin' high like you got ???
But girl's on my jimmy tryin' to give me besos
Before you vanish, kid that's spanish for
I'm nuttin' up, I'm cuttin' up, the first man that