Luyện nghe bài hát Sonny's Missing

Then who beat him?
I don't know, you know I reveal that sort of thing to you
Well I haven't got my yet
Head splash, him... (eight million stories or something)
Eight stories, nigga
Word up, from the hard of Norfolk
Motherfucker to New York, all the world, nigga
We win, all day everyday, nigga (Son is right now, man)
Ya bitch-ass nigga, what happens (Get on it man, for real)
the shit, yo, aiyo, aiyo...
They his head splashed, caught him by the side of the building
He had a mask on, four-five why did you kill
It was supposed to happen, the shit back
Yo, is the deal, you get on the floor and lay in the grass
Had me handcuffed, take two of the kush
I see you out here, your name's real, can't let you get
He had a team, Japanese fiend, all of them greened
lit, blood on his Adidas was thick
One second homey, walked over, was boney
nose joint, "Hold him", grabbed the nigga head, broke his Roley
Where the blow Shorty start smiling, "Y'all niggaz is puss"
Yo, Lex, these niggaz, ain't vets, they
Chunk of meat flew off his cheek bone, broke a
Had a hole in his 'Lo shirt and all his weed
Untied him, he fell, weak and son wouldn't tell
Now it gets deep, son start falling

They woke him back up, him with the Mac, "Where ya slut? "
I heard you copped a new Beemer and glasses is rough
They was the Furla joints, karets, bought 'em right in Brazil
He had the steal on 'I'm, went savage, they had him spread out
T position, opened his up
him in the leg bone, he rose up like Kung Tut
Still riffing, this why for my niggaz'll still get it
All of us yelling, he I'll it
Mouth bloody, muddy Gucci joints on, them was nine hundred
wait to kill him, his sons wanted it
Champion hoody was gone, they broke his neck in like five
Pushed him down the rail and it his face
Yo, chill, nigga,
Police, police, the bullhorn...
(Aiyo, son, niggaz better flushing the fucking toilet, man)
They just fucking killed nigga, my nigga
(Better stop leaving ya dirty fucking Fila around, man)
Hit this in the back of his fucking head
You, man? (Yo, man, the nigga whole head desintegrated, nigga)
(There's a hundred outside) Listen, B, aiyo...
running through the building, man
(Y'all niggaz gotta shut the up, man)
(Then you why niggaz be getting busted?
Man, niggaz is yelling, man
We in the cooking, B, come on, man
What the fuck? Langston, go to the
I'm stilling waiting for the soda)