Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I Said

(lynch):
Now I'm the type of nigga that'll leave a horse in ya bed
Sleep with ya wife, then to knifin'
Get away clean the scheme glock 17 in my lap
As I away in the black cadillac
'cause you know I got to do
Fake id, 'cause I been murderin' muthafuckas hiv
As I creep real through your blood vessels
Five later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm stressed the smith & wess
My music career ain't been the
to have my momma wearin' a tight dress
Bitch make my money
Or get ya slit an drug in the bushes as ya inside gushes
Then I'm smashin' through the night, mozzaradi with
He hittin' hella tight
Nigga you know I'm
My momma me, nigga don't give a fuck
And when I die, crumble me in a joint and me up
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(loki):
I'm up off the hocus poucus
My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas know
I'm quick to pull the pin up out the
And hand you the pineapple and say here muthafucka, hold
Loki and the murder show, the sequence begins freaks in the mo-mo
We alibi's provided, we frequent, and now my niggas ridin'
Slip clips in the pen, and do that shit, smoke the buddah
See when they say siccmade, in your ear, the taste is bitter
Blowin' muthafuckas into
Triple x liquor, with nuthin' but curse in our
Obscene, unfit for mainstream magazines
Lace you up in kerosene and see that ass
I mean we got the v-8 for gangsta lean
I seen war machines and marines
Dirty nina's in the of ghetto fiends
I'm caught between the hard life and dreams
I got schemes black berets and get away like o.j., clean
The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the got another 16
You see the front page news show the inmates, and not the cage
While elections play with the public's
Fuck those who criticize, let 'em lead their lives the shit we done
And say that we ain't right
That's I said

(lynch):
Black in the backyard, I don't feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a 'cause gone eatin'
Off that mad dog 20/20 I'm to take my money
Ski mask, gotta manage, better take
Understand this, radiation and mushroom
almost 20g, I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
D-dub around the in the impala
Zigg zagg in the trash can with the auto mag time I saw her
Beta, stand look out by the liquor
Loki, you hear some movement, you know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm time
Creep with a hand cannon, out every nigga banstandin'
'cause I'm like a wolverine
done caught that ass and got the gasoline
Hot out worstest dream
it all adds up to sittin' in hawaii
With a ak on my lap off that puffy
what I said