Luyện nghe bài hát Seeing Things

[Intro: Bone]
Rock-n-roll? Naw this flip-flop flow, fuck them boys
Man, if you niggaz gon' do man
(Hit that right there nigga) Let's do some shit nigga
We can turn motherfucker into Dodge City motherfucker
Nigga I give a fuck nigga, can't you tell bitch?!

Bone]
Someone caught stressin, in the chest
and he started out of his breath
Haven't you heard? in the 90's on 123rd
T-Rock, done got and I got, to find a murderer
a double-edge pump and a church killer
don't and the cops got bored
Fillin for baby boy, up for the unsolved, deployed
Little Eazy leave me and Wally, damn, little she was so small
Grippin the of gasoline and the alcohol was killin Dotty
Havin a ball, ball, but I'm still rollin the shore
Pray redemption, runaway slaves, you niggaz
Rollin with plantations on full of a fraction, yo' crouch nigga
I don't a fuck (nigga what you niggaz wanna do nigga?)
I, will you up
We gettin in St. Luce, forgettin my thugs now who do you trust? (God)
Ante up and I'll bust, my gun; thuggin and bumrush, the
Runnin amuck dusk, dawn; money for blood, stop, 'til they pump
But in off, slow - it shows I got nuts
Come to the light, then to the darkness, at BB baby
I don't give a I, don't give a fuck

[Interlude:
Haha, motherfucker...
These niggaz don't wanna see me nigga
In the motherfuckin cross bitch
I'll BUST on you on the freeway motherfucker!
You hoes just don't know, do you
Heh, I'm tellin you boy, I'm you...

Bone]
Literally, possessed, I got veins, poppin out my
With original thugs and a Lexus checklist, got 'em all
I suggest you'd ask Magic
For the Rabbit's strategy, tragic when they me
the cops SEARCH, the auto anyone cop pleas, indeed
Hit 'em blasphemy and they cashin in on his tragedy
You see I'm sorta like Dorothy but I'm a
the wickedest in the West can't have me
Fuck the look, barefoot, roll over Toto, there put
Put a stick in the mouth, and I might go as quiet as a
Never did lie, ready and green, so loud, quiet indeed
the man be attend by the Ouija
Yellow Brick was greetin the king
Gotta take chances, what, I'm back in Kansas; it was all a
Now I back my heels on the d-low, he-he-he seein things (seein things)

Bizzy Bone]
Bitch (I keep on things)
And I spoke my mind and it liberated me (I keep on seein things)
Hell yeah, fuck all these (I keep on seein things)
Can't of you hoes stop me! (seein things, seein things)

[Bizzy
Little for the music
Wally, which get rich for the and now
Better God devise realize you can end up bigger
but my niggaz in the middle ballin we stop
The sinnin the killin now
and then nobody gets in the middle
And they tell the nigga it good to be back prison
but don't nobody him but them niggaz around the globe
And the mission was money was
but he went nutty when money because he was out of the
With nothin but ugly souls, make us and touch
No one touch me, one wait 'til they rough enough
Got him at last but I corrupt, I don't even erupt
(Creep on Ah Up), what up
Trapped in a rapture, the pumpin tellin me somethin
Snatch you, we a blast, you tattered like cattle
and medallions, in the gallo
Ghettoish bastards runnin faster than the average asses
in the shadows out of the

[Outro: Bone]
I'll BUST on you on the freeway motherfucker! (It was all a...)
Fuck all demons (It was all a...)
And I my mind and it liberated me motherfucker
Fuck all these
(It was all a dream dream... dream... dream dream)
And I spoke my mind, yeah
And I my mind and it liberated me motherfucker [fades out]