Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair
Pull up a hon' and put it in the air son
Dog, whatever they call you, god, listen
I a story backwards, it starts at the ending

The goes back in the gun
The bullet hole's closing this chest of a
Now he back to one
Screaming, "Shoot please"
I put my fifth on my hip
It's a VCR rewinding a hit
He put his hands on his bitch
My caravan doors up
I jumped back in the van and it shut
Going reverse, slowly
My nigga Jungle utters out crazy like, "Go he there"
Sitting in back of this chair, we the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the gets bigger in growth
Jungle unrolls it, put his weed in the jar
The blunt turns back into a
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal
Spinnin records of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back
Back upstairs, took off the shirt
I'm in the crib with the to my ear
Listen up so y'all can out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, "Outside we"
So with my mouth wide, holding my
Bullets I had to squeeze, plenty for ya
Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, the phone rang
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this pretty thing
Who left, she came back, her clothes just to the rug
She to my bed and gave me a hug
I her, "No hell"
She 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her then spit the nut back in my dick
Started sucking with no hands, a lotta spit
got up and put her bra back on her tits
Got fully and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her bag and left her nigga behind
Walking through the door, she rang the twice
I vomited Vodka in my glass with juice and ice
The went back from three, to two, to one
And that's about the the story begun
That's when I first heard the voice mail on the
It said, "Son we that nigga we gotta kill"

Hey yo son, hey yo son, you hear me, you me?
Listen man, dude right on the block, right now, man
I found him, right now, I see him now!
kill him)

"Yo, Nas, leave it. Peace"