Luyện nghe bài hát Steal The Show

Yo, 'for the nigga my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you the name nigga
the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world it
So if you got beef let the whole world it
One, take it to the streets let the world know it
It's the chance for your big career, blow it
Or get it blown from the top gun
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone
Dissin' my you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly
While you at the crib tryna' find misses
Yo I'm head 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 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, head in the
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin'
Cats be gettin' gone thinkin' got it goin' on
brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too 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 move the

Call the cops, I see a 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 to steal the show
(Where you from?)
the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4

I rip and smash, with 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 whoopin' my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who
Get his brains blew with a new gat
Yellin' "true that", hollowtips is goin' clean that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do
In a hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
An out ring 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 Nikki Sacks, Jackie Frost,
Terrio, Dutch Schultz, to the Motorola
Money up, whippin' the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin', I'm paid, so controllin'
Yiggidy yes y'all 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 fifty states, might as well 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 snake no the size or shape
Those hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
Come off the chain my main, you to the gate
First you caught a case, second you the babes
Third, you caught me your date, that was no mistake
things come to those 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 industries and
Branson and hashy, add gas and wrap
And the place, ya heard me

Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back
In the back door, low
Tell me somethin' that I don't know
Like, which one of these closets contain cash
Got three little 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
Anything other satisfaction gon' blow
through the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the
Hangin' out the like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the now
Can ya hold ya breath cause I'mma flood this
ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Neighbors on the lawn "Nelly, why right here"

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

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

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

the cops