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

This ain't no middleclass, talkin' ghettotrash
but the whole ghettofash(ion) seems to quickfast
nowadays you tell who's a hoodlum
nowadays you can't tell a hoodlum
nowadays you can't who's a hoodlum, 'cos
tries be packin' to suspense to
like ludlum
and cupid proclaims that he shoots it
and front with a to move - troop it
all portray, to say
that hard all the way
but he play seems to
when they price to pay
well I know so brother who you down for nothin'
listen up stupid, I tell a little something
Some chitchat, pull a gat for that
some chitchat, some a gat for that
One day I had to this sort of heavy riff
it like a trip
how they moved that
this pitiful vic never knew hittem
on the temple
make the dome just some blood
sure he was a young blood, prime and fit
and the whole neighbourhood shook negative
but he had it comin', ending
later on I figured out
talkin' loud, now stonecold on the
turnin' blue, bodies do
but not of shame
talkin' untamed some name
make your family mourn your
so don't start lookin'
when words are spoken
Once again, I ain't the one who all the stunts
low pro, this I
calmer one on the blunt
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 for luck
'cos then I'm
the way you is the way you die
food for thought, for ego bigheads who fly too high
and the at the gym
well know gat on the lap, selfesteem grows
but I keep it as a secret, really live by the trigger
just figure when you chat that
life ends much