Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, 'for the nigga mention my I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame
Now I push a nigga, you know the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain
And if I got I let the whole world know it
So if you got let the whole world know it
One, take it to the streets let the whole world it
It's the for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it blown the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone
Dissin' my crew you hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot
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 cause 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 like ba-da-bing
Rap, don't gotta cause I get my hum on
Actually I get on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, head at night, in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, king are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' got it goin' on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya
Check the background, St. Louis clown from the
Fourteen, pimp of the year Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn but too loud
Hoes be pretendin' always they too proud
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to 'em and move the crowd

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 robbery in
Lunatics about to steal the
(Where you from?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

I rip grass and smash, a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the back I it crash
Nigga you said you hurt 'em bad, you heard him
trash '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 clean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole just to do that
In a hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
An iced out just to scar on your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a
Cats is sick like H-I-V if they weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Frost, Scratchy
Danny Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the
Money hold up, whippin' the Rover, roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so y'all
Yiggidy yes like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, it's and projects

Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, might as well the cake
I got moves to make, transactions to
Drugs for papes, now I'm CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no matter the or shape
Those that hate, anchored weights, found in the lake
Come off the chain my main, you to the gate
First you caught a case, second you caught the
Third, you me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things to those who wait
So if you waitin' on 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In house 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 burn the place, ya me

Watch me load up the ammo, cock it 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
other than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the
Hangin' out the sunroof "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya breath cause I'mma flood town
That ass "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the lawn "Nelly, why right here"

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

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

Call the