Luyện nghe bài hát Situation

(lynch):
The only one who saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway wet, hope nobody heard me
I'm out that with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black mask
In and out fast, murderous, vast
Stroke nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my partner
So been in pussy since I could start nuttin'
I'm off cloraseptic and that robatussin
Had a appetite for the wrong nigga, he was real meat but I knew he wasn't
Had me out the back of cadillac's on walter
Got a stinky smell to him, can't even hug my
I'm so sick I can't sleep at night, swallow 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 funky situation 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 this shit always dying?

(e-40):
Runnin' shit 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 side of my hip
Neighborhood watch better watch ass
I'm a paperboy and I collects cash
One muthafuckin' complaint and your ass ain't gon' last
On a block where I clock cash so
This is a up, nigga, don't even try it
If you go as far as to blink an eye, you gon' die
Pressure I apply, no lie, I got finished doin' 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
What about the third the third time felt like sex
kind of guns did you use? choppers, uzis, teks
Whatever one best
make a mess upon shooting flesh, 'bout 15 holes in his chest
Vandalism, taggin' all names on the wall
Scandalism, dyin' all kinds of senseless shit that's small
Auto theft, cars for fun
Snatchin' purses I'm young and dumb
If you a tourist check yo' map, don't make the turn
Might end up in the hood where you gon' be

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

(twamp dog):
Peniles at my door, three in the front, nigga, through the back
bout takin' me down to the sac town county jail,
Strapped up 'cause I did a
Armed and dangerous, 6 months to come and get me
Knowin' I'm straps, 'cause every time I get caught one was sittin' with me
2 before this, now add one more to the program quick
Shackled down, now I'm on a mission to a one man cell with the
Think the work that I did that night and what went wrong,
To get a caught
30g cost 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, lookin' the judge 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 guns at individuals, huh, I muthafuckas like you
So it ain't no love for me judgin' you, watcha do?
Take it to another court
And the first step for me, my lawyer knew the d.a.
You know, so he tried to a brother up, you see
If I did a deal, it's 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 around and had to go back to the first judge,
Sayin' work for ya
I wasn't gettin' off easy, my case had a little substance
And the odds are stacked me, no frontin'
Choices need to be on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause way I'm fucked
Go to trial where probably lose, or take my ass on the run
Or take a deal to a lesser charge, either one I'm gettin'
'cause doin' is a mando thang and that got a muthafucka stuck