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 that muthafucka with about 4 pounds of shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, mask
In and out fast, murderous, vigorous
Stroke nigga like 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 cloraseptic and that robatussin
Had a appetite for the wrong nigga, said he was real meat but I he wasn't
Had me dumpin' out the back of on walter
Got a stinky smell to him, can't hug my momma
I'm so sick I can't sleep at night, might my tongue
Get all the gas deposits out the closet, let the run
Get the flame thrower, fluid, paper plates, 'cause we barbacuin'
In a situation that's how we do it

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

(e-40):
shit like sosza, big bank hank
Smebbin' in a high zooped up nova, pushin' crank
Callin' shots on my gossipper, faulty
1-800 locker number, on the left of my hip
Neighborhood watch watch that ass
I'm a paperboy and I that cash
One more muthafuckin' complaint and ass ain't gon' last
On a block I clock cash so fast
This is a stick up, nigga, don't try it
If you go as far as to blink an eye, you gon' die
Pressure I apply, no lie, I got just finished 10
For for killin' my best friend
And I'll again if I'm forced, then I must
After the first the second time was a rush
about the third time? the third time felt like sex
What of guns did you use? choppers, uzis, teks
one works best
I'll make a mess upon shooting flesh, 'bout 15 in his chest
Vandalism, taggin' all names on the wall
Scandalism, dyin' over all of senseless shit that's small
Auto theft, cars for fun
Snatchin' purses 'cause I'm and dumb
If you a tourist yo' map, don't make the wrong turn
end up in the hood where you gon' be learnin'

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

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