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 drunk
You freak niggas played out, get and ate out
turned bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I 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 Clay
Red dot plots, schemes, thirty-two shotguns
wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring
Yo let me let y'all know one thing
one life, one love, so there can only be one King
The highlights of living, style roll dice in linen
Antera spinning on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm them
I'm sending them, Lex with TV sets the minimum
Ill sex
Party with villains, a case of Demi-Sec to chase the
Wet any clique, with the semi-tech who it
Diamonds I flaunt it, chicken-heads flock I em
Fried broiled with basil, em, crack the legs
Way out of formation, horizontal how I have em
Fucking me in the wagon
Can it be Vanity Last Dragon
Grab gun it's on though
Shit is grimy, niggas buck in broad daylight
the broke Mac it won't spray right
Don't give a fuck who hit, as long 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 is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the type of made for you to start testing"
"I never sleep, cause is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the type of brother 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 never sleep, cause is the cousin of death"
"I ain't the type of made for you to start testing"

I peeped you fronting, I was in the
in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpint
Across the you was wilding
Talking bout how you ran the Island in
up, playing the yard with crazy shine
I a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him
What was he on my corner when it's pay me time
Dug em you owe me cousin something me plug him
So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got
Spun around and shot one, shots and dropped son
Caught a hot one, take this biscuit 'fore the cops come
Then they came asking me my name, the fuck
I got up and went through
Left the hospital that same night,
Got my gat back, time to
I had to drop so how the I get clapped
Black was in the Jeep watching all these speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo in my hood got one
That nigga's through, blazing at his crew daily
The 'Bridge touched me up hear me?
So when I it's sincerely yours
Be lighting L's sipping Coors, on all floors in halls
Contemplating war niggas I was cool with
We used to score together, Uptown the raw
But uhh, a thug changes, and changes
And friends become strangers, word up

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