Luyện nghe bài hát Schemes

(Uncle Lupe)
Alright it's time to go to
(Hey Lupe)

(Can you please us a bedtime story?)
Ugh, late man
Okay, okay okay, check this out,

1]
Cold killer, old gorilla
Bold as a with the thickness
Old as yellow gold in a Chevrolet with a shift
The story goes his mother left him on a step
First step was out the front door then the left
Down the block to the spots the worst kept
Thirty years later got a thirty [?]
To shoot up the and scheme
Plot, broken all to two rounds of scotch
A pound means now and we too down to
Say ya got enough for two thousand cops
Military grade, these things shoot round the
Shh threat,
The dame will hang out like chains the neck
He ever seen her before, her don't connect
No, so it on the low, go
[?] by the arm
Looks right into the eyes cause be the charms
Sheba, Tut [?] Khalifa
Tied to a getting burned by [?]
[?] dressed up to run clubs in the [?]
The room smells like fresh made tortillas
He the tattoos of real big [?]
[?] brother known for bad news when his rules
Are you familiar the shell of the cashews?
As he holds the up to the light bulb
White girls into [?], he stands up to the window and jumps
Aim for the pool...
The impact from that almost him in half
Voice from the past asks did he enjoy the
Laughs his arm in a cast, hold up

Never what it seems, everybody wanna be
On the of a magazine
want big things
Everybody want big
Everybody want bling
Everybody be the king
bling
Everybody
Everybody wanna big
In the of kings and pyramid schemes
It's never what it seems, wanna be seen
On the cover of a
wanna sip lean
Everybody want a big
Everybody want bling
Everybody C.R.E.A.M
Everybody wanna a team
Everybody be the king
want a big scheme in the land of pyramid schemes

2]
As he tried to do the math Smearcom the fed
The contract states from here upon dead
The at the bar is an underworld star
Settling on [?] north Zanzibar
Your on the list, kitsch
A hundred million dollars worth of high grade
Tuna, Tokyo cartels biggest consumer
A rumor bout a schooner off the coast of
They say you slit the throat of a known Kahuna
Then torched the boat and fled into the
hated more than a Kahlua pig at a Jumu'ah
They want your head on a platter, not right now but
I got you a .45 and a tuner
Wait, wait never been to Costa Rica
And then it all comes
Just as Smearcom falls with a ninja in his head like
Then they enter the room
I grabbed a .45, the stars resume
I catch them in the [?] and answer them with a blast,
Three more shots for good
exit is another window, pfft whatever
Short to the roof of the car
I get in left arm, covered in ninja stars
Then a zero to a hundred real quick
around the car for something else to kill with
Lamborghini headlights in the view
These Parisian streets not to veer through
Especially with just one
I let go to shoot back but the gun
Mitsubishi not to outrun Lambs
So gaining
Heavy
Rear view explodes from aiming
Arm paining, draining, pains
for the Louvre
Drive right through the pyramid with dope moves
A little from the landing
Driving through the Louvre in a rally car great handling
Was at the Mona
Stop the car right in front of [?] a breather
play on the radio, voice from the speaker
Says get to Belgrade and take an ad out in the Politika
They says for a good time call this Ecuador slash Venezuelan
Next day at the airport by a greeter who looks Corsican but Greeker
A little older wearing Michael Jordan
But I the leader
1995 S Class, in the back seat is a dead man who's car I just
Smearcom's alive, audience now wonders how survived
Let alone not be hurt, he taps a metal plate in his head from his Afhganistan
What Visine for red retinas, what else would you expect head [?]
Ex-lecturer, at [?], the too secular
So now I'm hecker-lers, everywhere
Now on the team, so everybody's down for the scheme

1]
(The final in the incredible [?] saga)
(Smearcom's back!)

3]
Now it's to finish this, getting too late for international syndicates
To which the driver reveals his
This won't end well, he pulls out a gun and says
(Damn you all to hell!)

2]
(Wait, what happened? Uncle what's going on?)
Go to
(But happened? I don't understand)

(Please the story please)
over
You asked for a I gave you one
Take it, take it
(This is the worst bedtime ever)
Bye

4]
[?] saga, Smearcom is
You really that he would go out like that?
They're attack, MAC under the back...

3]
I'm just playing, really over
Hope you all it, man
Its the end of the
Thank man
Pharaoh Height two thirty,
to DJ BUSY
You how we do
Uhh Uhh hah

Scott up
Wait you thought I couldn't do this no more,
Bogglin'