Luyện nghe bài hát The Message

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4
Your low, I didn't know til I was drunk though
You freak played out, get fucked and ate out
Prostitute turned bitch, I got the out
96 ways I made out, way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK
Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the
A of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks from one ring
Yo let me let y'all niggas know one
There's one life, one love, so can only be one King
The highlights of living, style roll dice in linen
Antera spinning on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm them
Threats I'm sending them, Lex TV sets the minimum
Ill sex
Party with villains, a 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 basil, taste em, crack the legs
Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I em
Fucking me in the wagon
Can it be Vanity from Dragon
Grab your gun it's on
Shit is grimy, real buck in broad daylight
With the broke Mac it won't right
Don't give a fuck who hit, as long as the drama's lit
Yo, thugs, bug cause they ain't promised shit
hooligans stay on that piranha shit

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

I you fronting, I was in the Jeep
Sunk in the seat, tinted heat, beats bumpint
Across the you was wilding
bout how you ran the Island in eighty-nine
Laying up, playing the yard with crazy
I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, him
What was he on my corner when it's pay me time
Dug em you owe me cousin something told me him
So dumb, my leg burn, then it got numb
around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son
Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the come
Then they came asking me my name, what the
I got up and went through
the hospital that same night, what
Got my gat back, to backtrack
I had to drop so how the fuck I get
Black was in the Jeep watching all scenes speed by
It was a Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
clown nigga's through, blazing at his crew daily
The 'Bridge touched me up severely me?
So when I rhyme it's sincerely
Be lighting L's Coors, on all floors in project halls
Contemplating war niggas I was with before
We used to score together, Uptown 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 ain't an that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There ain't an that could strike back"
"Y'all my steelo"
"There ain't an army that strike back"