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

This no middleclass, talkin' some ghettotrash
but the ghettofash(ion) seems to spread quickfast
nowadays you can't tell who's a
nowadays you can't who's a hoodlum
nowadays you can't tell who's a hoodlum,
tries be packin' to suspense to
like robert
and every cupid proclaims that he it
and front a stunt to move - troop it
all portray, to say
that they're all the way
but he seems to fade
when they price to pay
well I know so brother who you down for nothin'
listen up stupid, 'cos I tell a little
Some chitchat, some pull a gat for
some chitchat, some a gat for that
One day I had to witness this sort of heavy
it like a trip
how they moved quick
this pitiful vic knew what hittem
on the temple
make the dome just drip some
sure he was a blood, physical prime and fit
and the whole neighbourhood shook heads
but he had it comin', stiff
later on I figured out
talkin' loud, now stonecold on the
turnin' blue, bodies do
but not because of
talkin' 'bout some name
make your family mourn name
so some don't lookin'
when some are spoken
Once again, I the one who pulls all the stunts
low pro, this I
calmer than one on the
never do I'm told
and my head I
then again I'm for the man who acts bold
and my folks they know I the glock
but I packin' for luck
'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 know gat on the lap, selfesteem grows
but I keep it as a secret, don't really by the trigger
just figure when you chat about
ends much quicker