Luyện nghe bài hát The Plot - Brotha Lynch Hung

You I'm off the Mad Dogg 20/20 I'm plottin' for money
This old man greedy he to keep shit for me I live him stiff as a mummy
What of me I'm desperate 'bout to let it spit unless he break bread
I want the lettuce and cheese whole sandwhich you it
I should be poundin switches down the streets and
No head is how you him theres was plot

The spot's surroned by pitbulls and rots' you get them you get shot
It was 9 o'clock I was at the grindin' spot Niftted got the word where he work at
It's time to get that 9 millimeter heater and hurt belevie I squirt that
Led in your life deadin' your wife the led pipe redin' your white sheets
With said in your life you might as well snipe'em writin' obituary
punk ass bitchinary stichin' you carry is complimentary of [SiccMade Musicc]
We keep it crackin' we rappin' niggas of cellar

right before the 4th of July I didn't make it somethin' was off
'Cause I saw it in my sleep wake up coughin' dripin' almost couldn't breath
Took a minute to accept just had to get and collect'd wipe the sweat up off my face
Then felt the on my neck just like invasion don't wanna give the police no statement
Look around see if maybe a drugged somebody to the basment recall
Guess I too much of that Madd Dogg last night 20/20 like 3, 2, 1 I blast off
Back in the day I use to ride the train I saw acouple of events I say I wish I never seen
So I feel like anytime I gots to leave my house I got to get my pistol and have my keep look out

See now it's a dirty situation you makin' don't be mistakin' I shakin' off the concrete to the Lincoln
I should've 'em they rapein' me fuckin' me like a hotel slut even though he dead I put the .12 gauge in his butt (BOOM)
No matter what I ain't to the pen this Uthazim I use to get for matieral now I posion his cearal
I was a good kid turn'd bad(good kid turn'd bad) never had a dad and I sent to his pad(too his pad)
into his home and if he was home (home alone) hustla so good but this thing not ready hee we go
I rather load up the Ooh to remove his mind to Zigg Zagg you know

And I had realized how I let off on his wife figured out the blood on my neck was from his knife
He come to get my mann from what I better be my bless thats right 'cause if i catch'em
Now it's goin' be a not even 2 days next after that I heard the news
record know for flexin' got gunn'd down wit a duece-duece gotta watch my back now
'Cause I did his wife? took I large chunk sratchin' on an early flight met up with Lynch Hung
COS told him what happened well it like they could've guess'd it already know whats craccin'
Close to a meal ticket that we should have knockin' and the third of profit
goin' straight into my pockets (Thats right)