Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Style

I to God if you fuckers fuck this up for the rest of us
you not get any pudding, none!

(Do you know why?)

The seventh of September was my date of
I got to the clinic and I did the
at the scabs until I made it worse
But I still your girlfriend's favorite verse
At now I know somebody notices
the loud guy from Southside of
I try to celebrate life I can
Most times I do it a mic in my hand
Sean Daley and Anthony
Twin Cities, act like we famous
Still nameless in places like
So order up a round and over tip the
Got the ladies in the place going
Making faces at the stations
A love-hate
as if we're waiting for the to sit down and let the choir take it
And I'm trying to have the time of my
Work for my stripes and a few flights
Try to keep the demons out of mind, out of
But some I'm to weak to fight, you got a
I beside every line that I write
Wrote most my just to find me a wife
And now that my better half got me up
I'm out here rapping whatever the fuck
It don't matter just as as I mean everything set free from between these wings
I could write a new joint and drop my view
Maybe cook up a hook and get a few
A little real estate, to us feel ok
I need to keep and eat a decent meal today
Hey, and if these raps don't pay me
I'ma find a way to the right hand pass the gravy
So special, nice to met you
By this time tomorrow I'll probably already you
Now gimme for the shirt
And go tell your friends on your team I'm a jerk
Set it off, it never
The only is now I'm eating better slop
Look at your boy mother, by brothers
Trying to make we all avoid the buzzards
Every scar I wear earned
Even the ones I like to pretend I don't deserve
But I don't question, cause God has
I'm no savior, I'm just the mission
Taught ya'll how to off tour
So thank me now and keep my name off
He's got the tail, I've got the rabbit ears
fly, I'm fly that's why they call us