Luyện nghe bài hát The Heist Revisited

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah-yeah
Uhh, goes out to all the wolves
Hah, in the streets and in
Yeah, yo your man big L
139, zone
I got my man Tommy and Corleone with me
it out, uhh, bust it

Aiyyo I just the studio and it's about two in the morn'
Just finished doin' a song, now I'm for sleep
But first I spaghetti to eat
And it's a good Italian restaurant up the street
So I in the jeep, stash the heat under the seat
Then I got a beep, my is hoarse, barely can speak
I called on the cell, it's Corle', mad as hell
me to listen well as he started to yell

"I just seen and Ben with your wife and a friend
And they just got a at the Holiday Inn"
"It's my wife, you sure?", "Yeah I'm
I saw the whore soon as she walked the door"
"Say no more, one?"
"The one in Jersey son, right the bridge"
"We goin' those hoes"
"And hurt of them kids"

Now I'm in the
Switchin' lanes, a buck 'n change
I can't wait to buck them lames and them fuckin'
I the destination
the heat without no hesitation
These niggaz up my reputation
I saw holdin' the chrome
Ice-grill, lookin' like he had a license to

And he had somebody else with 'em the cup
Lookin' like he wait to start sprayin' shit up
"Yo, who in the background?" "It's Tommy Gibbs"
"Oh, I recognize you with your hat down"
Son you We got this whole shit mapped out
I hope you ain't scared, it's no to back out
We gon' take the route, pull the gats out, throw the mask on
We ain't leavin' 'til everyone's dead, and all the gone

We gon' get our laugh on we through
But now we got a job to do" "So let's do it"
I to the desk clerk, put the gat to her dress-shirt
Told her listen up she get hurt
"They just in, party of four, two chicks, two males
What room they got?" She and said, "212"
I the steps now I'm out of breath, I gotta stop smokin'
Them gon' be the 'cause of my death

My heart beatin' fast now, 'cause it's to pop off
Saw the door, let the glock off, the lock off
Took a deep breath, ran inside at a quick pace
I felt disgraced, I shot that bitch in the face
my other two niggaz ran in, each had a cannon
Ready to take what we been plannin'
two crab cats, we know they hustle upstate
We know they got
'Cause they fuck with nothin' but weight

We got the cuffs and the tape and put it to use
Then told 'em when this is over be lettin 'em loose
And then I kicked mike in his face to watch his jerk back
"You wanna live then tell my nigga you stash the work at"
He gave me the address I ran outside
But I took the keys to his van outside
And when I got there, I 50 ki's in a stash
A hundred pounds of grass and two in cash
I was dumb glad, the shit fit in one bag

So I got three, 'em all up to the teeth
Then put the bags in the van, I locked the truck
When I got back, Corle' done popped punks
"Aiyyo fuck it l, we might as pop these studs"
Now that's four bodies, two outta-towners and two
And that we ain't sleep for three days
We hit the PJ's, the money three ways
Now we all hard, gettin' nice and weeded
nigga, heist completed