Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a nigga, you know the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice 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 streets let the whole know it
It's the chance for your big career, don't it
Or get it from the top gun nigga
I finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I hot guns
I'm on a in L.A. fuckin fly misses
While you niggas at the crib find misses
Yo I'm gettin' from the Mexican dime bitches
Them mad cause they riches ain't like my riches

A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the boy
The civilized boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six
For equality, Vokal, Cammy, and
I la like daa-da-dee, it got me boomin' like 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, at night, head in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin'
Cats be gettin' gone they got it goin' on
Folks 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 crew now, it's too damn quiet but too
Hoes be pretendin' 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
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 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 I heard it crash
Nigga you you hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin' trash 'bout my ass
I let a nigga do that, who that
Get his brains back with a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' clean through
And I didn't have to get my team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring just to on your eye
Hard to die, Bruce, Lee get a victory
is sick like H-I-V if they feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost,
Danny Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the
hold up, whippin' the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so y'all
yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, it's sets and

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

me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the back door, low
me somethin' that I don't already know
Like, which one of these closets contain flow
Got three little problems I thought you should know
Peep, I'm to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
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 bookin' 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 flood 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 robbery in
Lunatics about to the show
(Where you guys 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