Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

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

A yo, I'm Lee the school boy
The jewel 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, gotta sing cause I get my hum on
I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, at night, head in the morn'
Lunatic, strong, king kong's are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya
the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru
Same crew now, it's too damn but too loud
be pretendin' always sayin they too proud
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and the crowd

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

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

I rip grass and smash, a 44 mag
This nigga jag, the front to the back I heard it crash
Nigga you you hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin' trash 'bout my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who
Get his blew back with a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' clean that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do
In a blue hat, a black baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring to scar on your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a
Cats is sick H-I-V if they feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Frost, Scratchy
Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the Motorola
Money hold up, whippin' the Rover, high dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so y'all
Yiggidy yes like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep Midwest, it's sets and projects

Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, to handshakes
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, anchored with weights, in the lake
off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
First you caught a case, you caught the babes
Third, you caught me your date, that was no mistake
Good come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be
In your house with your spouse I'm the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and
Branson and hashy, add gas and somethin'
And the place, ya heard me

me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the door, infrared low
Tell me somethin' that I don't already
Like, one of these closets contain cash flow
Got little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm to 'no'
I'm obsessed dough, money makin' and the hoes
Anything other satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the grapevine you for me
Couldn't be, if it was you would be bookin' from me
Shook ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
Hangin' out the like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya cause I'mma flood this town
ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the lawn like "Nelly, why here"

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

Call the cops, I see a in progress
about to steal the show
(Where you guys again?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

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