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 clean with the scheme glock 17 in my lap
As I creep away in the black
'cause you I got shit to do
id, 'cause I been murderin' muthafuckas like hiv
As I creep real slow through your vessels
Five later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm with the smith & wess
My music career been the best
Bound to 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 smashin' through the night, with cauz
He hittin' hella tight
you know I'm right
My momma taught me, nigga don't a fuck
And when I die, crumble me in a and smoke me up
That's what

(loki):
I'm up off the hocus poucus
My diagnosis is a psychosis, and muthafuckas know this
I'm quick to pull the pin up out the
And hand you the pineapple and say 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 niggas
Slip clips in the pen, and do that shit, the buddah shit
See when they say siccmade, whispers in your ear, the taste is
Blowin' into smithers
Triple x liquor, with nuthin' but in our verses
Obscene, for major mainstream magazines
Lace you up in and see that ass ignited
I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta
I seen war machines and marines
Dirty nina's in the hands of fiends
I'm caught between the hard and ghetto dreams
I got schemes with black 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
While elections play with the public's
Fuck those who criticize, let 'em lead their lives through the shit we
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 bout to my money
Ski mask, manage, better take advantage
Understand this, radiation and mushroom
It's almost 20g, I plot my shit and get my cash
D-dub the corner in the impala
Zigg zagg in the trash can the auto mag last time I saw her
Beta, look out by the liquor store
Loki, you hear movement, nigga you know, do that hoe
murder so I'm time plottin'
Creep with a cannon, takin' out every nigga banstandin'
I'm aggressive like a wolverine
Beta done caught that ass and got the
Hot out your worstest
Then it all adds up to sittin' in
With a ak on my lap off that puffy
what I said