Luyện nghe bài hát Situation

(lynch):
The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy
Left him in his driveway wet, hope nobody heard me
I'm out muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, mask
In and out fast, murderous, vigorous
Stroke that nigga a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 old gettin' raped by my momma's partner
So been in pussy since I could start nuttin'
I'm off that and that robatussin
Had a for the wrong nigga, said he was real meat but I knew he wasn't
Had me dumpin' out the of cadillac's on walter
Got a stinky to him, can't even hug my momma
I'm so sick I can't sleep at night, might swallow my
Get all the gas deposits out the closet, let the run
Get the flame thrower, lighter fluid, paper plates, we barbacuin'
In a situation that's how we do it

Situation, baby it seems I'm in a again
I fuckin' realize it's a of sin
Sometimes I wanna stop tryin'
Why this shit always involve dying?

(e-40):
Runnin' shit like sosza, big bank
Smebbin' in a performance zooped up nova, pushin' crank
Callin' on my gossipper, faulty chip
locker number, on the left side of my hip
Neighborhood better watch that ass
I'm a paperboy and I collects that
One more muthafuckin' complaint and your ass gon' last
On a block where I cash so fast
This is a stick up, nigga, don't try it
If you go as far as to an eye, muthafucka you gon' die
I apply, no lie, I got just finished doin' 10
For what? for my best friend
And I'll again if I'm forced, then I must
After the first time the time was a rush
What about the time? the third time felt like sex
kind of guns did you use? choppers, uzis, teks
Whatever one best
I'll make a mess upon shooting flesh, 15 holes in his chest
Vandalism, all muthafuckas names on the wall
Scandalism, dyin' over all kinds of senseless shit small
theft, stealin' cars for fun
Snatchin' 'cause I'm young and dumb
If you a tourist check yo' map, don't make the wrong
end up in the hood where you gon' be learnin'

(first degree):
Rock it, don't stop it, rock it, stop
I got this yemp distributin' my womp
But if it was up to her, fool we'd be fuckin' like
But I'm an over achiever around heaters
I don't need a bitch, society done fucked up and that bitch
Now she lookin' for a nigga like me to her and shit
Dumb bitch better quit, that muthafucka first degree a leash on his dick
Take notes, sit by the poor folks, I tell you my strokes
But I done been gave that up, healthy no more
'cause a this yappin' and feelin', she with the homies
And her weak got all of sacramento in a bind
Lizzy ann must die, the situation ain't right
'cause she got to bumpin' her gums her momma, so I called her
I I got mines, get off your ass and raise your daughter

(twamp dog):
Peniles at my door, three in the front, nigga, four through the
Talkin' bout takin' me to the sac town county jail,
up 'cause I did a jack
Armed and dangerous, waited 6 to come and get me
Knowin' I'm into straps, 'cause every I get caught one was sittin' with me
2 time before this, now add one more to the quick
Shackled down, now I'm on a to a one man cell with the quickness
Think about the that I did that night and what went wrong,
To get a rider
30g bail to get me off, fightin' on the street, fuckin' watched
Every 2 weeks another court date, I can win, that's no lie
Kept on goin' on for some months, the judge right in the eyes
his anger,
Watched fools before me do petty crimes and givin' 'em time
Bein' a bitch about muggin' on me, nigga talkin' shit to me, like
Pointing at individuals, huh, I despise muthafuckas like you
So it ain't no love for me judgin' you, watcha do?
Take it to court room?
And that's the first step for me, my lawyer the d.a.
You know, so he tried to a brother up, you see
If I did take a deal, only one year guaranteed
But I'm bout to give work for dough in a more weeks
Tryin' to 10 years, if I go to trial and lose the muthafucka
Then I messed around and had to go back to the judge,
don't work for ya
I wasn't gettin' off that easy, my case had a little
And the odds are stacked against me, no
Choices need to be on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm
Go to trial where I'll lose, or take my ass on the run
Or take a to a lesser charge, either one I'm gettin' struck
'cause doin' time is a mando and that got a muthafucka stuck