Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the nigga
the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole know it
So if you got beef let the whole world it
One, take it to the streets let the whole world it
the chance for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin it 'till 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 Mexican bitches
Them niggas mad cause riches ain't like my riches

A yo, I'm Lee the school 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, gotta 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 are writin' songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it on
Folks you a brawl, it all started in ya home
the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, of the year like Dru Down
crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin' always they too proud
If I the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the

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

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

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 heard him
Talkin' trash 'bout my ass
I never let a do that, who that
Get his brains blew back a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is clean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do
In a blue hat, with a baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring to scar on your eye
to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick H-I-V if they feelin' weak
We be Sacks, Jackie Frost, Scratchy
Danny Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the
Money hold up, the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so controllin'
yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, sets and projects

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

Watch me 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 cash flow
Got three problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money makin' and the
Anything than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be bookin' me
when ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
Hangin' out the like "bing, bing, bing"
the car up, pop the trunk now
Can ya hold ya breath I'mma flood this town
ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the lawn like "Nelly, why here"

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

Call the cops, I see a in progress
Lunatics about to the show
(Tell me again, you guys from?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

Call the