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 name
Peep the jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the world know it
So if you got beef let the world know it
One, it to the streets let the whole world 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 it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin' my you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fly misses
While you niggas at the crib tryna' misses
Yo I'm head from the Mexican dime bitches
Them niggas mad cause they riches ain't 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 like daa-da-dee, it got me boomin' like
Rap, don't gotta cause I get my hum on
I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong
Gevity-long, head at night, in the morn'
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are songs
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' they got it 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 crew now, it's too damn 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 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 to steal the show
(Where you from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O,

I rip and smash, with a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the I heard it crash
Nigga you said you 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin' trash 'bout my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who
Get his brains blew back a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do
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 if they feelin' weak
We be Nikki Sacks, Frost, Scratchy
Danny Terrio, Schultz, to the Motorola
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, sets and projects

Now once say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in states, might as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, transactions to
for papes, now I'm sellin' CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by and hate
A snake is a snake no matter the size or shape
Those hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
First you caught a case, second you caught the
Third, you me with your date, that was no mistake
Good come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
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 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, one of these closets contain cash flow
Got little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to and I'm allergic to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, makin' and the hoes
other than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the grapevine you for me
be, cause if it was you would be bookin' from me
Shook when ya see rollin' in the GS-3
out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya breath I'mma flood this town
ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the like "Nelly, why right here"

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

the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the
(Where you from again?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

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

the cops