Luyện nghe bài hát Strapped

Yeah, (uh huh, uh huh) Simpson
We're this one home for the [?] (J Dilla!)
Detroit City, nothin' like us
(What's down?)
(Real) yo!

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

We barricaded gunmen, with artillery
Strapped, livin' the live, ain't rap, nigga
It's Guilt and Jaylib ya
Got a [?] of [?]

Shootin' at the we play, but the way that we play it
Mad to it and Jay Dee to spray it
Guilt for the get-away and the haters
Fuck your names, makin' 'em famous
[?] for bullyshit, so you need them house shoes
Or nothin', just like peeon niggas amount to
When we through, don't get nervous
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 and the jury is bribed
You can it to [?]
I spit it, it burns, you learn I'm one of the greatest alive
And got somethin' to say? on the balls
Jaylib invade, it's over for (motherfuckers)