Luyện nghe bài hát The Load

C.N.O.T.E
Wop

Well my day startin' crazy, my ain't fuckin' make it
The feds investigating, some of my turned fugazi
I gunners with me lately, they might gun you down for nathin'
El Gato is my code name, don't ever me Radric
Crystal coke and crystal meth, so icy
I'm gangster but I'm famous, I'm armed and I'm dangerous
on me blinkin' mane, fuck what niggas thinkin' mane
Guwop gon' keep gettin' it mane, long as keep printin' it mane
Play with me, it
This that synthetic
boys too pathetic
You don't got it go get it
Call tell, I'm
El Gato, it
Two Asian plugs hella drugs
Call them Redman and

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't him over
I know my over, sack 'em up and keep the over
weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing rapidly, I whipped it up with soda
Count the money over, and feed the junky
Splash the water on it I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, take your hood
High grade, upscale, top-notch

Fuck the police, the code we honor
Your bitch on my drip, I it on her
on fleek, I'm cold, pneumonia
Me and Wop at the top
out the cell block
I ain't never gotta sell
When I get bored I buy a new
Went to the lot and bought my bitch a
Now I'm on fire, I burn a
They gave me shit, I earned it nigga
Me and Marlo really gettin' loads
Ask the streets, know
Spend my money on clothes
Trap stay bunking, we don't
Runnin' with slime, they'll your nose
I'm the gutter, throwing up fours
I'm on my shit, I'm dripping waterfall
Did a bid, came back, I brushed it off
Shooters, they gon' on my command
Pop a nigga noggin a xan
All I needed was a chance
Now I got a lot of bands
Now I got a lot of fans
Tucking my in at my shows
Double Rollies, want a white one, a
Never stopping and I'm on go
In the of the back, I got the curtains closed
Trap spot, get off the load
I'm Luda, I been slanging them bows

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't him over
I know my bows over, sack 'em up and the over
weighing over, please don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up with
Count the over, and feed the junky sober
Splash the on it when I lean the pot over
Zone 6 soldier, your hood over
grade, upscale, top-notch yola

I having a real crazy day, but them packs man I'm gettin' paid
Got G8 on the cell floor, he done poked a with a switchblade
I done stayed down with my own, I done came up with my own way
Zone 1 rebel, got more than an arcade
And Marlo is my real name, don't ever me rude
Act a fool, and I a damn gangster with them tools
Young nigga the rules, break the rules
I been a gangster, I the news
Do script and with Lil Baby food
Goose say we're real crazy, ooh
And the load gettin' real real
And I the dope just came up out the water
And I put that fish in that water
Make it up and get real real harder
And if it [?] go real farther, yeah

When the load gettin' closer, hope they don't pull him
I know my over, sack 'em up and keep the over
Dope weighing over, don't weigh it over
It's losing water rapidly, I whipped it up soda
Count the money over, and the junky sober
Splash the on it when I lean the pot over
6 soldier, take your hood over
High grade, upscale, top-notch