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, commence to knifin'
Get away with the scheme glock 17 in my lap
As I away in the black cadillac
you know I got shit to do
Fake id, 'cause I been murderin' like hiv
As I creep real slow through blood vessels
Five later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm with the smith & wess
My music career been the best
Bound to have my momma a tight dress
Bitch make my right
Or get ya throat slit an drug in the bushes as ya inside
Then I'm smashin' the night, mozzaradi with cauz
He corners hella tight
Nigga you I'm right
My momma me, nigga don't give a fuck
And when I die, me in a joint and smoke me up
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(loki):
I'm high up off the hocus
My is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas know this
I'm to pull the pin up out the grenade
And hand you the pineapple and say here muthafucka, hold
Loki and the murder show, the begins with freaks in the mo-mo
We seein' alibi's provided, we frequent, and now my 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
muthafuckas into smithers
Triple x liquor, with nuthin' but curse in our
Obscene, for major mainstream magazines
Lace you up in kerosene and see ass ignited
I mean we got the v-8 for gangsta lean
I war machines and street marines
Dirty nina's in the of ghetto fiends
I'm caught between the life and ghetto dreams
I got schemes with berets and get away like o.j., clean
The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the illegitimate got 16
You see the front page only show the inmates, and not the cage
While elections with the public's rage
Fuck who criticize, let 'em lead their lives through the shit we done
And say that we ain't right
That's I said

(lynch):
Black pits in the backyard, I feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a week 'cause gone
Off that mad dog 20/20 I'm bout to take my
Ski mask, gotta manage, take advantage
Understand this, radiation and blast
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 mag last time I saw her
Beta, stand out by the liquor store
Loki, you some movement, nigga you know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm plottin'
Creep with a hand cannon, takin' out nigga banstandin'
'cause I'm aggressive like a
Beta done caught that ass and got the
Hot out your dream
Then it all up to sittin' in hawaii
With a ak on my lap off that stuff
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