Luyện nghe bài hát Sonny's Missing

Then who beat him?
I don't know, you know I can't reveal that sort of to you
Well I got my money yet
Head splash, caught him... (eight stories or something)
Eight stories, nigga
Word up, from the streets of Norfolk
Motherfucker to New York, all over the world,
We win, all day everyday, (Son is missing right now, man)
Ya bitch-ass nigga, watch happens (Get on it man, for real)
the shit, yo, aiyo, aiyo...
They found his head splashed, caught him by the side of the
He had a on, four-five why did you kill him?
It was to happen, clicked the shit back
Yo, this is the deal, you get on the floor and lay in the
Had me handcuffed, two puffs of the kush
I see you out here, your real, can't let you get touched
He had a team, Japanese fiend, all of them down
Chiba lit, blood on his was thick
One second homey, over, weapon was boney
Long nose joint, "Hold him", grabbed the nigga head, his Roley
Where the blow shorty? Shorty smiling, "Y'all niggaz is puss"
Yo, Lex, niggaz, ain't vets, they gush
Chunk of flew off his cheek bone, broke a seat
Had a in his 'Lo shirt and took all his weed
Untied him, he fell, legs and son wouldn't tell
Now it deep, son start falling asleep

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