Luyện nghe bài hát The Message

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4
Your luck low, I know til I was drunk though
You freak niggas out, get fucked and ate out
Prostitute bitch, I got the gauge out
96 ways I made out, way
The Good-F-E-L-L-A, AK spray
Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, out the ashtray
A glass of 'ze a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks gleam 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, Vegas style dice in linen
Antera spinning on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm them
Threats I'm sending them, Lex with TV the minimum
Ill sex
Party with villains, a case of to chase the Henny
Wet any clique, the semi-tech who want it
Diamonds I flaunt it, chicken-heads flock I em
Fried broiled with basil, taste em, the legs
Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I em
Fucking me in the Benz
Can it be Vanity from Last
Grab your gun it's on
Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in daylight
With the broke Mac it won't spray
Don't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the lit
Yo, overnight thugs, bug cause they promised shit
Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that shit

"I never sleep, cause sleep is the of death"
"I ain't the type of brother made for you to testing"
"I never sleep, 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 ain't the type of brother made for you to testing"
"I never sleep, cause 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, bumpint
the street you was wilding
Talking bout how you ran the in eighty-nine
Laying up, playing the with crazy shine
I cocked a 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him
What was he thinking on my corner when it's pay me
Dug em you owe me cousin something told me him
So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got
Spun around and shot one, heard and dropped son
Caught a hot one, somebody take biscuit 'fore the cops come
Then they came me my name, what 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 all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my got one
That clown through, blazing at his crew daily
The 'Bridge me up severely 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 before
We used to together, Uptown copping the raw
But uhh, a thug changes, and love
And friends become strangers, word up

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