Luyện nghe bài hát The Message

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4
Your luck low, I didn't know til I was though
You freak niggas out, get fucked and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the out
96 I made out, Montana way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, AK spray
attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'ze make a man Cassius
Red dot plots, murder schemes, shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one
Yo let me let y'all niggas one thing
There's one life, one love, so there can be one King
The highlights of living, Vegas roll dice in linen
Antera spinning on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm winning
Threats I'm sending them, Lex TV sets the minimum
Ill sex
with villains, a case of Demi-Sec to chase the Henny
Wet any clique, with the who want it
Diamonds I it, chicken-heads flock I lace em
Fried broiled with basil, taste em, the legs
Way out of formation, horizontal how I have em
Fucking me in the wagon
Can it be Vanity from Dragon
Grab your gun on though
Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in daylight
With the broke Mac it spray right
Don't give a fuck who they hit, as as the drama's lit
Yo, thugs, bug cause they ain't promised shit
Hungry-ass hooligans stay on piranha shit

"I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death"
"I ain't the of brother made for you to start testing"
"I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death"
"I ain't the type of brother for you to start testing"
"I sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death"
"I the type of brother made for you to start testing"
"I never sleep, sleep is the cousin of death"
"I the type of brother made for you to start testing"

I peeped you fronting, I was in the
Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats
the street you was wilding
Talking how you ran the Island in eighty-nine
Laying up, playing the yard crazy shine
I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, him
What was he thinking on my corner it's pay me time
Dug em you owe me cousin something me plug him
So dumb, felt my leg burn, it got numb
Spun around and shot one, heard and dropped son
Caught a hot one, take this biscuit 'fore the cops come
Then came asking me my name, what the fuck
I got up and went through
the hospital that same night, what
Got my gat back, time to
I had to drop so how the fuck I get
was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my got one
That clown nigga's through, at his crew daily
The 'Bridge touched me up severely me?
So when I it's sincerely yours
Be lighting L's sipping Coors, on all floors in halls
Contemplating war I was cool with before
We used to score together, copping the raw
But uhh, a changes, and love changes
And best friends become strangers, up

"Y'all my steelo"
"There ain't an army that could back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There an army that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There an army that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There ain't an that could strike back"