Luyện nghe bài hát Situation

(lynch):
The only one who ever saw my face, I erase, had to get filthy dirty
Left him in his driveway soaking wet, nobody heard me
I'm out muthafucka with about 4 pounds of that shamrock
Zip lock, body bag, toe tag, wet t-shirt, black
In and out fast, murderous, vigorous
that 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 momma's
So I've been in pussy since I could 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 hug my momma
I'm so I can't sleep 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 seems I'm in a situation
I fuckin' it's a situation of sin
Sometimes I just wanna tryin'
Why must this 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 that cash
One more complaint and your ass ain't gon' last
On a block where I cash so fast
This is a up, nigga, don't even try it
If you go as far as to blink an eye, muthafucka you die
Pressure I apply, no lie, I got just doin' 10
For what? for killin' my friend
And I'll murder if I'm forced, then I must
After the first the second time was a rush
What about the third time? the third time like sex
What of guns did you use? choppers, uzis, teks
Whatever one works
I'll make a upon shooting flesh, 'bout 15 holes in his chest
Vandalism, taggin' all muthafuckas names on the
Scandalism, dyin' over all kinds of shit that's small
Auto theft, cars for fun
purses 'cause I'm young and dumb
If you a tourist check yo' map, don't make the wrong
Might end up in the hood where you be learnin'

(first degree):
Rock it, stop it, rock it, don't stop
I got this yemp distributin' my womp
But if it was up to her, fool we'd be like beavers
But I'm an over around these 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, muthafucka first degree keep a leash on his dick
Take notes, sit by the poor folks, I you 'bout my strokes
But I been gave that up, ain't healthy no more
'cause a yappin' and feelin', she strapped with the homies
And her weak got all of sacramento in a bind
Lizzy ann must die, the situation just right
she got to bumpin' her gums like 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 the back
Talkin' takin' me down to the sac town county jail,
Strapped up I did a jack
and dangerous, waited 6 months to come and get me
Knowin' I'm into straps, 'cause 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 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, thinkin' I can win, no lie
Kept on goin' on for some months, lookin' the judge in the eyes
his anger,
Watched before me do petty crimes and he's givin' 'em time
Bein' a about muggin' on me, nigga talkin' shit to me, heated like
Pointing guns at individuals, huh, I muthafuckas like you
So it ain't no love for me you, watcha gon' do?
it to another court room?
And that's the first step for me, my knew the d.a.
You know, so he tried to hook a up, you see
If I did take a deal, it's one year guaranteed
But I'm bout to give work for dough in a couple more
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,
don't work for ya
I gettin' off that easy, my case had a little substance
And the are stacked against me, no frontin'
need to be made on the 7th
A 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll lose, or take my ass on the run
Or take a deal to a charge, either one I'm gettin' struck
'cause time is a mando thang and that got a muthafucka stuck