Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the
I'm the nigga, same nigga, was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole know it
So if you got beef let the world know it
One, take it to the streets let the world know it
It's the for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly
you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
Yo I'm gettin' from the Mexican dime bitches
Them niggas mad they riches ain't like my riches

A yo, I'm Lee the school boy
The civilized boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six
For equality, Vokal, Cammy, and
I smoke la like daa-da-dee, it got me like ba-da-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing I get my hum on
Actually I get on
tongues be on my dong dong
Gevity-long, head at night, in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, king are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone they got it goin' on
Folks you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the like Dru Down
Same now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
be pretendin' always sayin they too proud
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to 'em and move the crowd

the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to the show
(Where you from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics to steal the show
(Where you from?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

I rip and smash, with a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the I heard it crash
Nigga you said you 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin' trash whoopin' my ass
I never let a do that, who that
Get his brains back with a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is clean through that
And I have to get my whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl
An iced out ring to scar on your eye
Hard to die, Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is like H-I-V if they feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost,
Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the Motorola
Money hold up, whippin' the Rover, roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so y'all
yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep Midwest, it's sets and projects

Now once say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the
I got moves to make, transactions to
Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin' CDs and
Funerals and wakes caused by and hate
A snake is still a snake no matter the or shape
Those that hate, with weights, found in the lake
off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
First you caught a case, second you caught the
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no
Good things come to those who
So if you waitin' on 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In your with your spouse I'm doin' the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob and ashtrays
Branson and hashy, add gas and somethin'
And the place, ya heard me

Watch me load up the ammo, it back slow
In the back door, low
Tell me somethin' I don't already know
Like, one of these closets contain cash flow
Got three little problems I just thought you know
Peep, I'm addicted to and I'm allergic to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money and the hoes
Anything other than gon' blow
through the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, if it was you would be bookin' from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the
out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya ya breath cause I'mma flood this town
ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the like "Nelly, why right here"

Call the cops, I see a robbery in
Lunatics about to the show
(Where you from?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

Call the cops, I see a in progress
Lunatics about to the show
(Where you from again?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

Call the cops, I see a in progress
about to steal the show
(Tell me again, you guys from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

the cops