Luyện nghe bài hát Slow, Loud and Bangin'

(*talking*)
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know
Been waiting on this here, shit
R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo,
All the fallen man, Southside
Eastside, Westside, Northside, I'm saying
All my partnas, all your partnas
But shit, I still feel stress, still gotta get
Off my chest, these hoe niggas be doing what
They be doing, I know though, shit fuck it
We gon stay two in a fo' do'

Slow Loud And Bangin', all in my
Trunk full of funk, I ain't never been a
I blow on skunk, I on doja
minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier
Out the streets, of the 4
Not no bitch, and say I still a hoe
niggas know, everyday of the year
I pimp my pen, and I get my clear
Why wanna talk down, I don't know
Gotta a trip to Akapoko, from the 4
my 4-4 on my side, when I ride
Ready to do another homicide, in a box
And I'm gone, nigga old
I'm H-Town to Cali, just like Ory
If I do a murder, flee the murder
No missing on the drank, I can't find no lean
From Southwest to Southfese, bitch it's war not bout peace
Nigga like me, I'm knocking out teeth
Know I'm saying, I'll loose your
A nigga coming down, in the Deville
Looking gravy, real throwed
I'ma be the nigga, pulling at the fucking cross road
With my K on my side, I'm ready to
And if I gotta go, it'll be a
Me and another nigga, on the way to the Gate
A nigga like me, wait
Just to make it, to day
Gotta get the big pay off, so get the out my way
When I around your corner, so slow
It'll be the nigga, in the damn
the rap lawing, jackers ain't barring
Why I skipped the slab, I went straight to foreign
Said it I said it, in the old school
Some they be red, but Z-Ro blue
I come around corner, but I ain't set tripping
But I will, wet niggas and wet
With the calico, I had to let a motherfucker
That I come your corner, in a Lincoln four do'
A fox photo, cause I do it in a
Nigga out, cause that could be your ass
I rhyme so long, rhyme so
I flicks my bar, sip then I on
Get on, the bench
And when the laws hit the corner, I hit the
They wonder where I went, keep looking
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep
Or maybe Lenox, I'm strong to the finish
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't spinach
I'ma keep going, I keep on flowing like the Nile
Million dolla mouthpiece, I smile
Look and load a, ashtray
he smile, he can turn the night to day
You can up the pop, and let the smoke come out
We don't give a damn, bout a ass cop
Crooked officer, crooked
a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of ya
Me and Dougie, my brother
R.I.P., to my motherfucking
That's the Dorothy Marie McVay
ten toes planted, in my motherfucking shoe
I be a man, hope you understand
There's nothing but the work, and the calico in my
On a on the Ridgevan, and I'm serving a fiend
A live B-Boy, and you know what I mean
I be up chips, like Lego
on a pump, just like Calvin Kato
Loosen to the rocket, a like Comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga him vomit
On the grind, I'ma take a on Greyhound
I be flying on a plane, but the is on the ground
Headed to Charles, or headed to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't yet
I gotta a hoe I-10, I sin
I, do it again
I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
Got these hoes round, in a friendse
I be busting full clips, till they
A piece of potent pussy, tempt me
is trying to send me, to the Penitentiary
The main why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up, but I ain't on no damn
Dejaun in the back, and he got the
everything, the 4's gon swang
Still pulling up, on Fondren and the
Looking lovely, got to good
I throw up 4, cause that's my hood
been a hoe, I'm letting hoes know
I gotta get a P-L-A-T, but first a G-O
L-D, a plack
I keep it straight and simple like that, hit a bitch from the
And I use my, tool
Make her say ouch, when I hit her the mule