Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Hit

I'm gonna get you today

Relax facin', mind-bogglin' hallucinations
does it till the skull get your lungs full
Take a deep [Incomprehensible], sit back Mack
Got bu-yow shit that get'cha higher than wick-wack

Is as stone alone, it's always on
Never home-grown totin' the streets made me potent
Down since '84 now for '95
Got it swingin' while some niggas bangin', I'm dope

For my everyday expenses, the consequences
The bigger the sack, the bigger the
No time for repentance, put it down, count the
That I tally, runnin' backstreet's and alleys through Inglewood,

So back the fuck up, act the fuck up
slip from the hit, triple-six in the clip when I trip
So busters beware, never to have qualms
With nigga Mack 10 full of ghetto ass bombs
a hit

Can you it nigga? Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? can save ya
Roll ya papers and a heel on my shit

Get'cha high a rocket, loot in my pocket
like the green, bomb like the chocolate
Thai, I 1-0, gun ho
Dirty ass Lynch Mob crew, new

a killer, cap peeler, hang with gorillas
Tragic when you catch it, runnin' my magic
New Jackin' got it like Nino's
like casinos, bomb like the primos

Make your dough black, attack like karate
beamed up like Scotty, I control your body
Leave ya numb, red rum, like a Dodger
Nothin' bomber than this side ghetto ganga

Hundred proof pure dopeness and it
Heavy as a Chevy, too much for a beam
Fiend for the microphone, one pop ya
And it don't stop, I can't Mack 10 and it won't stop

So a hit
(I'm gonna get you today)
Shit, Mac 10
(But I'm get you high today)

Can you feel it Nothin' can save ya
ya papers and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can ya
Roll ya and take a heel on my shit

Got that one-hitter shit so take a whiff
Need a torch to my spliff, work the late night shift
Get my Had it sewed up ever since I showed up
Cookin' up boulders, got a crew fulla

Claimin' B's, C's, everybody Gs
from laces to Deez, from mo' C's to Ki's
What you need guaranteed to and leave ya trippin'
Like sane, I sippin', funky germ dippin'

Make you tweak, lose sleep, I creep like a
Ran 'em I win 'em, all up in 'em like venom
Got the lotions, motion, hit the magic potion
Don't panic, satanic, devotions,

Wipe whole crew out, niggas get blew out
Hides behind a stockin' the bomb's tick-tockin'
rockin' and it don't quit, it's Mack 10 the shit
So press your luck but'cha you can't fuck wit it
a hit

Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can ya
Roll ya papers and a heel on my shit
Can you feel it nigga? Nothin' can ya
Roll ya papers and take a on my shit

Can you feel it Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya and take a heel on my shit
Can you feel it Nothin' can save ya
Roll ya papers and take a heel on my