Luyện nghe bài hát Slow, Loud and Bangin'

(*talking*)
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I y'all
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 dead
But shit, I feel stress, still gotta get something
Off my chest, while these hoe be doing what
They be doing, I don't know though, fuck it
We gon two deep in a fo' do'

Slow And Bangin', all in my trunk
Trunk full of funk, I never been a punk
I on skunk, I blow on doja
minded, I'm a motherfucking soldier
Out the streets, of the 4
Not no bitch, and say I ain't 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, old glory
I'm to Cali, just like Robert Ory
If I do a murder, flee the murder
No missing shortage on the drank, I find no lean
From Southwest to Southfese, bitch about war not bout peace
like me, I'm bout knocking out teeth
Know I'm saying, I'll your grill
A nigga down, in the Coupe Deville
Looking gravy, looking real
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, be a homicide
Me and nigga, on the way to the Golden Gate
A like me, can't wait
Just to it, to another 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 Polo
the rap lawing, jackers ain't barring
Why I the slab, when I went straight to foreign
Said it like I it, in the old school
Some niggas they be red, but Z-Ro
I around your corner, but I ain't set tripping
But I will, wet niggas and wet
With the calico, I had to let a know
That I come around your corner, in a four do'
A fox photo, I do it in a flash
Nigga watch out, cause could be your ass
I so long, rhyme so strong
I flicks my bar, sip then I on
Get on, the motherfucking
And when the hit the corner, I hit the fence
wonder where I went, they keep looking
I don't give a fuck, like I keep hooking
Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the
I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't spinach
I'ma keep going, I on flowing just like the Nile
Million mouthpiece, everytime I smile
Look and a, nigga ashtray
Everytime he smile, he can turn the to day
You can up the pop, and let the smoke come out
We don't a damn, bout a crooked ass cop
Crooked officer, officer
a nigga wanna blow the badge, off of ya
Me and Dougie, my motherfucking
R.I.P., to my motherfucking
That's the Dorothy McVay Matthew
There's ten toes planted, in my motherfucking
I gotta be a man, 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 real live B-Boy, and you what I mean
I be stacking up chips, Lego
Dark on a pump, just like Kato
Loosen to the rocket, a like Comets
I don't give a fuck, good punch a bitch nigga make him
On the grind, I'ma take a trip on
I be flying on a plane, but the dope is on the
Headed to Lake Charles, or to Lafayette
Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't yet
I gotta a hoe I-10, I sin
Then I, do it
I get my ends, I'm in my Benz-e
Got these running round, in a friendse
I be busting clips, till they empty
A piece of potent pussy, might me
is trying to send me, to the Penitentiary
The reason why, I ain't friendly
I'm wired up, but I ain't on no slaughter
Dejaun in the back, and he got the
everything, the 4's gon swang
Still up, on Fondren and the Main
Looking lovely, got to look
I throw up 4, cause that's my hood
Never 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 from the back
And I use my, motherfucking
her say ouch, when I hit her with the mule