Luyện nghe bài hát Sonny's Missing

Then who will him?
I know, you know I can't reveal that sort of thing to you
I haven't got my money yet
Head splash, caught him... (eight stories or something)
million stories, nigga
Word up, from the hard streets of
Motherfucker to New York, all the world, nigga
We win, all day everyday, nigga (Son is missing 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, clicked the 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, name's real, can't let you get touched
He had a team, Japanese fiend, all of them greened
Chiba lit, on his Adidas was thick
One second homey, walked over, weapon was
Long nose joint, "Hold him", grabbed the nigga head, his Roley
the blow shorty? Shorty start smiling, "Y'all niggaz is puss"
Yo, Lex, these niggaz, vets, they gush
Chunk of meat flew off his cheek bone, a seat
Had a in his 'Lo shirt and took all his weed
Untied him, he fell, legs weak and son wouldn't
Now it gets deep, son start asleep

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