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 nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain
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 streets let the whole know it
It's the for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top nigga
Dissin' my crew you catch hot
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly
While you niggas at the crib tryna' misses
Yo I'm head from the Mexican dime bitches
niggas 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 smoke la daa-da-dee, it got me boomin' like ba-da-bing
Rap, gotta sing cause I get my hum on
Actually I get on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, head at night, head in the
Lunatic, five strong, kong's are writin' songs
Cats be gone thinkin' they got it goin' on
Folks you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis from the U-Town
Fourteen, of the year like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too
Hoes be pretendin' always sayin 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?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

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

I rip grass and smash, a 44 mag
nigga jag, from the front to the back 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 blew with a new gat
"true that", hollowtips is goin' clean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl
An iced out just to scar on your eye
to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick like H-I-V if they weak
We be Sacks, Jackie Frost, Scratchy
Danny Terrio, Schultz, to the Motorola
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 sets and

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

Watch me up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the door, infrared low
Tell me somethin' that I don't 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 allergic to
I'm obsessed with dough, money and the hoes
Anything other than satisfaction blow
Heard the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be bookin' me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the
Hangin' out the sunroof "bing, bing, bing"
the car up, pop the trunk now
Can ya hold ya breath cause I'mma this town
That ass scream "nine-second-five here"
Neighbors on the lawn "Nelly, why right here"

the cops, I see a robbery in progress
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 the show
(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, where you from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

Call the