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 nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the nigga
Peep the jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world 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 your big career, don't it
Or get it blown from the top gun
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot
I'm on a in L.A. fuckin fly misses
you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
Yo I'm gettin' head from the dime bitches
Them niggas mad cause they riches ain't 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 boomin' ba-da-bing
Rap, don't gotta cause I get my hum on
I get hummed on
Hoes be on my dong dong
Gevity-long, head at night, in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, kong's are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' got it goin' on
brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the like Dru Down
Same now, it's too damn 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 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,

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

I rip and smash, with 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 whoopin' my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who
Get his brains blew with a new gat
"true that", hollowtips is goin' clean through that
And I didn't to get my whole 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, Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick like H-I-V if feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost,
Danny Terrio, Schultz, to the Motorola
hold up, whippin' the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so controllin'
Yiggidy yes like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, it's sets and

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 caused by greed and hate
A is still a snake no matter the size or shape
that 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 your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to who wait
So if you on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In your house your spouse I'm doin' the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob and ashtrays
Branson and hashy, add gas and wrap
And the place, ya heard me

Watch me up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the door, infrared low
Tell me somethin' that I already know
Like, which one of these closets cash flow
Got three little problems I just thought you know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money and the hoes
other than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be bookin' me
Shook ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya breath cause flood this town
ass scream "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
about to steal the show
(Where you from again?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

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

Call the