Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, 'for the nigga my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name
Peep the jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world it
So if you got let the whole world know it
One, take it to the let the whole world know it
It's the chance for big career, don't blow it
Or get it from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 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. fly misses
While you niggas at the crib tryna' find
Yo I'm gettin' head from the dime bitches
Them niggas mad they riches ain't like my riches

A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the 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 boomin' ba-da-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing I get my hum on
Actually I get on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, head at night, head in the
Lunatic, strong, king kong's are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone they got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all in ya home
the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin' always sayin they too
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the

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

I rip grass and smash, a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it
Nigga you said you hurt 'em bad, you him laugh
Talkin' 'bout whoopin' my ass
I let a nigga do that, who that
Get his blew back with a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' clean through
And I didn't to get my whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring just to scar on eye
to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick like if they feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost,
Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the Motorola
Money hold up, whippin' the Rover, high dog
you holdin', I'm paid, so controllin' y'all
Yiggidy yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be
To rep that Midwest, it's and projects

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

Watch me load up the ammo, it back slow
In the door, infrared low
Tell me somethin' that I don't already
Like, which one of these contain cash flow
Got little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to
I'm obsessed with dough, makin' and the hoes
Anything other satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you be bookin' from me
Shook ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
Hangin' out the sunroof "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya breath cause flood this town
That ass scream "nine-second-five here"
Neighbors on the like "Nelly, why right here"

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

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

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

the cops