Luyện nghe bài hát Sonny's Missing

Then who will 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 million or something)
Eight stories, nigga
Word up, from the hard of Norfolk
Motherfucker to New York, all over the world,
We win, all day everyday, nigga (Son is right now, man)
Ya nigga, watch what happens (Get on it man, for real)
the shit, yo, aiyo, aiyo...
They found his head splashed, caught him by the of the building
He had a mask on, four-five why did you him?
It was supposed to happen, the shit back
Yo, this is the deal, you get on the and lay in the grass
Had me handcuffed, take two of the kush
I see you out here, your name's real, let you get touched
He had a team, fiend, all of them greened down
Chiba lit, blood on his was thick
One homey, walked over, weapon was boney
Long joint, "Hold him", grabbed the nigga head, broke his Roley
the blow shorty? Shorty start smiling, "Y'all niggaz is puss"
Yo, Lex, these niggaz, vets, they gush
Chunk of flew off his cheek bone, broke a seat
Had a hole in his 'Lo shirt and took all his
Untied him, he fell, weak and son wouldn't tell
Now it gets deep, son falling asleep

They woke him back up, him with the Mac, "Where ya slut? "
I heard you copped a new Beemer and them is rough
was the Furla joints, eighteen karets, bought 'em right in Brazil
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, this why for my niggaz'll still get it
All of us yelling, he I'll it
Mouth bloody, muddy Gucci joints on, shits was nine hundred
Couldn't wait to kill him, his wanted it
Champion hoody was gone, broke his neck in like five places
Pushed him down the and it skipped his face
Yo, chill, nigga,
Police, police, the bullhorn...
(Aiyo, son, better start flushing the fucking toilet, man)
They just fucking killed nigga, my nigga
(Better stop leaving ya fucking Fila hoodies around, man)
Hit this in the back of his fucking head
You, (Yo, man, the nigga whole fucking head desintegrated, nigga)
(There's a hundred outside) Listen, B, aiyo...
running through the building, man
(Y'all gotta shut the fuck up, man)
(Then you wonder why niggaz be busted?
Man, niggaz is yelling, man
We in the back cooking, B, on, man
What the Langston, go to the store
I'm stilling waiting for the soda)