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, thought was a lame
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the nigga
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 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 talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
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 tryna' find misses
Yo I'm gettin' from the Mexican dime bitches
niggas mad cause 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' like
Rap, don't sing cause I get my hum on
I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, head at night, head in the
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru
crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin' sayin they too proud
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics to rack 'em and move the crowd

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
Lunatics about to steal the
(Where you from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

I rip grass and smash, a 44 mag
This jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash
Nigga you you hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin' 'bout whoopin' my ass
I never let a 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 team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Kani
An iced out ring just to on your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a
Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin'
We be Sacks, Jackie Frost, Scratchy
Danny Terrio, Schultz, to the Motorola
Money up, whippin' the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so controllin'
Yiggidy yes y'all Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, sets and projects

Now Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, transactions to
Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin' CDs and
Funerals and wakes caused by and hate
A is still a snake no matter the size or shape
Those that hate, anchored weights, found in the lake
Come off the 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 things come to those who
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, which one of these closets cash flow
Got three little problems I just you should know
Peep, I'm to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money makin' and the
Anything other satisfaction 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 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 I'mma this town
That ass "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the like "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
about to steal the show
(Where you guys again?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

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

the cops