Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I Said

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

(lynch):
Black in the backyard, I don't feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a week 'cause gone
Off that mad dog 20/20 I'm bout to my money
Ski mask, gotta manage, better advantage
Understand this, and mushroom blast
almost 20g, I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
D-dub around the corner in the
Zigg zagg in the trash can with the auto mag last I saw her
Beta, stand out by the liquor store
Loki, you hear some movement, you know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm plottin'
Creep with a hand cannon, takin' out every banstandin'
I'm aggressive like a wolverine
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 puffy
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