Luyện nghe bài hát The Letter

Man, have you heard this stuff? This gangsta It's fuckin' bullshit
just talkin' about dealin' drugs and beatin' on people and shit
Carryin' to the studio, it's fucked up shit
And y'know, you niggas can't communicate people

Aw fuck you, you ass motherfucker
What the fuck you mean we can't with people?
I tell you what, since we can't communicate,
Eh B, yo, I'm gonna write this motherfucker a letter,
Eh dogg, hand me my notebook, here you go,

To whom it may concern you may be
you criticise, try to understand me
If this shit do a million, you drop it
Then you would be foolish to the topic

I fiend for the cheddar, you know I got to get it
So I swing for the fence, I hit it
I been raised around the shit since elementary
With Gz and the feds and the state

I'm from the place where the put the scope on you
And when the police you over they plant dope on you
But you do what you need to feed your kids and girl
But you bastards don't even understand my

What you know about bangin', distributin' and lootin'
Eviction notices and, shootin'?
So to whom it may concern, this is to show
That real niggas only rap about they know

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta blow
To whom it may concern, this letter is to
That real niggas only rap what they know

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell
To whom it may concern, this is to show
That real only rap about what they know

I done had it up to here with the ass
Plus a nigga fed up the media dissin'
protest and hate like the rest
While niggas in the remain under stress

But I stay gangsta, keep bangin' and switches
While some West Gz act like bitches
How the fuck you gonna speak against gangsta rap,
When what the fuck made you a gang of snaps, nigga

was the shit, now how could you dare
Become a millionaire and forget got you there?
Fuck that, I hit a stick with embalment fluid
And make that make ya B and C walk to it

I was able to bang the hood and a fo'-fo'
the po-po and become a rap pro
So to whom it may concern, this letter is to
That real only rap about what they know

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban rap then I gotta sell blow
To whom it may concern, letter is to show
That real niggas only rap about what know

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap I gotta sell blow
To it may concern, this letter is to show
real niggas only rap about what they know

I keep my pants saggin' and my boxers
And nigga Hoo Bangin' for life in case you ain't knowin'
Look at the cops, I know they fed and fiest out
me 'cos I'm a thug and the watches iced out

I got cookin' chemicals like a chemist
Next thing ya know we're outta with birds flippin' like a gymnast
All we is bang or boss so we're jugglin'
Can't get a job with two so we're drug smugglin'

Wit' heat on my back I'm solar, wit' a pistola
Mashin' the ghetto witta car fulla yola
But I'd write rhymes and rap over beats
And if they ban that then a still got to eat

In every situation poverty's what I'm
So I leave shell cases and keep my free basin
So to whom it may concern, this is to show
That real niggas only rap about they know

PS, all you motherfuckers out there
Hatin' on us young niggas gettin' all this money, eat a
'Cos we stay rich, and continue to do our
Thang and forever hoo and Hoo Bang, nigga

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell
To whom it may concern, this is to show
That real niggas only rap about what they

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell
To whom it may concern, this letter is to
That real niggas rap about what they know

I do it all for the cash, and the doe
If you ban gangsta rap then I gotta sell
To it may concern, this letter is to show