Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I Said

(lynch):
Now I'm the type of nigga leave a horse head in ya bed
Sleep with ya wife, commence to knifin'
Get away clean the scheme glock 17 in my lap
As I creep away in the black
you know I got shit to do
Fake id, 'cause I been muthafuckas like hiv
As I creep real slow through your blood
weeks later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm stressed with the & wess
My music career ain't the best
Bound to have my momma wearin' a tight
Bitch make my right
Or get ya throat slit an drug in the bushes as ya inside
I'm smashin' through the night, mozzaradi with cauz
He hittin' corners hella
Nigga you know I'm
My momma taught me, nigga don't a fuck
And when I die, crumble me in a and smoke me up
That's said

(loki):
I'm high up off the poucus
My diagnosis is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas this
I'm quick to pull the pin up out the
And you the pineapple and say here muthafucka, hold this
Loki and the show, the sequence 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 shit, smoke the buddah shit
See when they say siccmade, in your ear, the taste is bitter
Blowin' into smithers
x liquor, with nuthin' but curse in our verses
Obscene, unfit for major magazines
Lace you up in and see that ass ignited
I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta
I war machines and street marines
nina's in the hands of ghetto fiends
I'm caught between the hard life and ghetto
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 news only show the inmates, and not the cage
elections play with the public's rage
Fuck those who criticize, let 'em lead their lives through the we done
And then say that we ain't
That's I said

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