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 soaking wet, hope 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 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 I've been in since I could start nuttin'
I'm off cloraseptic 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 back of on walter
Got a stinky to him, can't even hug my momma
I'm so sick I can't at night, might swallow my tongue
Get all the gas out the closet, let the water run
Get the flame thrower, fluid, paper plates, 'cause we barbacuin'
In a funky that's how we do it

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

(e-40):
Runnin' like sosza, big bank hank
Smebbin' in a high performance up nova, pushin' crank
Callin' shots on my gossipper, chip
1-800 number, on the left side of my hip
Neighborhood watch better that ass
I'm a paperboy and I collects that
One more complaint and your ass ain't gon' last
On a where 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, muthafucka you die
Pressure I apply, no lie, I got just finished 10
For what? for killin' my friend
And murder again if I'm forced, then I must
After the time the second time was a rush
What about the third the third time felt like sex
What kind of guns did you use? choppers, uzis,
Whatever one best
I'll make a mess upon shooting flesh, 'bout 15 in his chest
Vandalism, all muthafuckas names on the wall
Scandalism, dyin' all kinds of senseless shit that's small
theft, stealin' cars for fun
Snatchin' purses 'cause I'm young and
If you a tourist check yo' map, make the wrong turn
end up in the hood where you gon' be learnin'

(first degree):
Rock it, don't stop it, it, don't stop
I got this dirty distributin' my womp
But if it was up to her, fool we'd be fuckin' like
But I'm an over achiever around these
I don't need a bitch, society fucked up and cheated that bitch
Now she lookin' for a nigga like me to her and shit
Dumb bitch better quit, muthafucka first degree keep a leash on his dick
Take notes, sit by the poor folks, I tell you my strokes
But I done been gave that up, ain't healthy no
'cause a this and feelin', she strapped with the homies
And her mind got all of sacramento in a bind
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 your daughter

(twamp dog):
Peniles at my door, in the front, nigga, four through the back
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
I'm into straps, 'cause every time I get caught one was sittin' with me
2 time before this, now add one to the program quick
down, now I'm on a mission to a one man cell with the quickness
Think about the work that I did night and what went wrong,
To get a caught
30g bail cost to get me off, fightin' on the street, fuckin'
2 weeks another court date, thinkin' I can win, that's no lie
Kept on goin' on for some months, lookin' the 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, heated
Pointing at individuals, huh, I despise muthafuckas like you
So it ain't no for me judgin' you, watcha gon' do?
Take it to another court
And that's the step for me, my lawyer knew the d.a.
You know, so he tried to hook a up, you see
If I did take a deal, only one year guaranteed
But I'm bout to work for dough in a couple more weeks
Tryin' to give 10 years, if I go to trial and the muthafucka
Then I around and had to go back to the first judge,
Sayin' work for ya
I gettin' off that easy, my case had a little substance
And the odds are against me, no frontin'
Choices to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm
Go to trial I'll 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