Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Ass Niggas

Four years ago I was stuck on the
Slangin' crack 50 sacks 20's and dimes
Till I came with shit got a muthafucka known
on the corner with the cellular phone
Took a to be a muthafuckin' g
And all the niggas came at me
the age of 16 I been slangin' the crack
The used to scream for my muthafuckin' sacks
I used to cut the down to the bone
But now I'm niggas on the microphone
Sp-spice 1 shit to mass
A Hennessy lemon and bubble bath
You see that's the life I lead
I put a slug in a try to fuck with me
So step back move niggas try to jack
But ain't no muthafuckin' I put you on your back
Start some shit at the first nigga to glance
I pull out my glock and him piss in his pants
No shorts on a dove I'm tryna above
call me Spice 1 and ain't no muthafuckin' love

I said one to the two, two to two
Put a in your ass for you to say g
The s to the p the I the c-e
You sucka ass niggas can't with me

I a gold Cherokee nothin like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a nigga real
So if you see me cruisin' by your hands to your side
You might catch a slug if I'm on a
I said I first come I first basis
Niggas catchin' slugs in a lot of strange
One of a kind for my people's
And to you sucka ass niggas you ain't right
Because you're snitchin' on your homies be up in the pen
And niggas stick you if they see your ass again
hangin' on the ave you're chillin' with the crew
But niggas walk away and all the hittin' you

I one to the two, two to two three
Put a in your ass for you to say g
The s to the p the I the c-e
You sucka ass niggas fuck with me

I one to the two, two to three
My dj xtra-large and
We roll up in the place pointin' straps at your
windows black hearse gold daytons straight lace
Let off rounds you fall down to the
You sucka ass nigga another dead
You're a 5 dollar boy and I'm a million player
You's a sucka ass I had to spray ya
You say you a nine and a nine is fine
But I'm blowin' out the back of your from behind
I'm comin' from the sickest city
Spittin' some gangsta shit the bay is the town
So g-nut and if you're or pack the tight figure
these haters with the strap that you got from that dead nigga

G-n-u-t in the to be
Pimp straight up out a player's
Every since kindergarden I the knowledge
Didn't no mail so I said 'fuck college!'
I'm brown-skinned comin' out the stack
And the game that I put your bitch on the back
I'm dressed to I love to style
I'm the mc you know hoe check my
The big-lip for your regard
500 Dollar spread for the credit
I hit your town then I go back
Break a bitch for her mail a Cadillac chrome
in the cut for all you bitches delight
And if a nigga playa-hate he gon have to
Because when I I hits the strip
Every I sell out I buy a brand-new zip
It don't a lot to entertain'
And like my Method Man I'ma bring the pain
You can't rock the shop if you off hop
You gotta let a nigga you'll never stop
And your game gotta make a lot of
You know when to start when the pimpin' begins