Luyện nghe bài hát Strapped

Yeah, (uh huh, uh huh) Guilty
bringin' this one home for the [?] (J Dilla!)
Detroit City, there's nothin' us
(What's down?)
(Real) yo!

I sit on the end at the and let my feet stick out
Any with a problem get his teeth chipped out
Fuck around and get your fleet out
My nina ross is like window defrost when heat kick out (out!)
your heater when you come to the D
That's why the reads B.Y.O.G
Beyond focus, graduated from the of hopeless
Great shot, my gun
It's Detroit's turn, sit and learn
While we kick and yearn, sip yac and burn
The best weed, you wanna challenge my my nigga
bleed, turn the Great Lakes into the Red Seas
I the bitch in you niggas from here
I'm in face so I'm positive you're hearin' me clear (yeah!)
It's all there will be no fakin'
So you pussy niggas consider relocation

We gunmen, armed with artillery
Strapped, livin' the live, this rap, nigga
Guilt and Jaylib attackin' ya
Got a [?] of [?]

at the game we play, but the way that we play it
Mad to it and Jay Dee to spray it
Guilt for the get-away and shakin' the
Fuck your names, makin' 'em famous
[?] for bullyshit, so you don't need house shoes
Or nothin', just like what niggas amount to
When we bounce through, don't get
You no service on some no shoes no shirt shit
Is it serious Wait for the verdict
It won't be in your favor the case and the is bribed
You can it to [?]
I spit it, it burns, you learn I'm one of the greatest alive
And got somethin' to Choke on the balls
Jaylib invade, it's for y'all (motherfuckers)