Luyện nghe bài hát (some) Chitchat (5:07)

This ain't no middleclass, talkin' ghettotrash
but the whole ghettofash(ion) to spread quickfast
nowadays you tell who's a hoodlum
nowadays you can't tell who's a
nowadays you can't tell who's a hoodlum,
everyone be packin' to suspense to
like robert
and every cupid proclaims he shoots it
and front with a to move - troop it
all portray, to say
they're hard all the way
but he play seems to
when they price to pay
well I know so brother who buck you for nothin'
listen up stupid, 'cos I tell a something
Some chitchat, pull a gat for that
some chitchat, pull a gat for that
One day I had to witness this of heavy riff
it seemed a trip
how they that quick
pitiful vic never knew what hittem
glock on the
make the dome just drip some
sure he was a blood, physical prime and fit
and the whole neighbourhood heads negative
but he had it comin', stiff
on I figured out motormouth
talkin' loud, now on the ground
blue, these bodies do
but not of shame
talkin' untamed some name
your family mourn your name
so some start lookin'
some words are spoken
Once again, I ain't the one who pulls all the
low pro, this I
calmer than one on the
never do I'm told
and my head I
again I'm prepared for the man who acts bold
and my folks they know I love the
but I ain't packin' for
'cos then I'm
the way you is the way you die
some for thought, for ego bigheads who fly too high
and the at the gym
well they know gat on the lap, grows
but I keep it as a secret, don't really live by the
figure when you chat about that
life ends quicker