Luyện nghe bài hát SPM vs. Los

I was on beans and rice
and if you shot up my I wouldn't be surprised
Mama used to trip I fed the mice
I'm the one they sent 'cause my head had lice
I'm the kid lost my sanity
I'm the kid that had the with no batteries
Mama sat me down for serious talks
On how to the rats out the cereal box

I feel you homie nigga I lived that shit nigga I felt shit
We never felt so rich those were the good ass bro
Sure we was broke but we was b-b guns havin' hella fun on dough
you started to smoke that's when you changed
The hit the brain and the man thought he came
It was joint, after joint, after joint, after
In one your fuckin' brain was destroyed
Now you got children and a wife
The kinda money that you make nigga you set for
Enjoy your self man you live once
Take your family vacation and for a month

I'mma smoke 'till I croak nigga fuck bein' nigga
I need seven bedrooms and my boat
Watchin' rats with eighty new gats
The penitantary's the place when I can relax
I want hoes in they heads they pushin' me to the edge
The only thing I'mma miss is my beautiful
I'm just sippin' pedron I handle on my own
I got a
for every fuckin' inch of my
It's in my blood to be a drunk and not a fuck
I do a in my grandmas truck
A G left me at the age of three
Now South Side crack-head pagin' me

Chill cut dad some slack
Sure he left our ass but that was way the fuck
You all cot up blastin' on dub
We was only seven when our got shot up
Mom was all I saw that shit
It was just blast from the it's alright kid
You blessed by God man you can't up
And run around town not a fuck
of course they jealous and pullin' hoes shit
It's hard to be that mess-kin that came up so
You made it look but It's just an illusion
You did the impossible and took Houston
Now everybody thinks can do like you
Losin' and thousands on a half ass crew
Talkin' down on you but you got to prove
Let 'em run they all the fuck they want to

Mutha fuck you nigga preachin' n'shit
I grab my mutha fuckin' and start squeezin' my shit
No mercy for the bitch so save yo' speech bitch
You can't reach I'm too deep in these bitch
Don't piss me off put this gat to yo' head
you see these jealous bitches pray for us to be dead,
You soft now? You must wanna die too
all it takes is one bullet to me and you

[gun

Damn dawg, you that gun shot?
Soundin' it came from SPM's room! Lets go check it out!

All my people da evil
Some sniff paint and some shoot
Some take shots salt and lemon get fucked up and beat they women
All the children need to show them they can't be someone
Mad at me I came up, I don't understand what y'all want

Say, Los, check out, man

What up,

Say, just smoke and joint, man and try to work this thing out

Well, we could smoke a joint, I dunno about all that other