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 become of me I'm desperate 'bout to let it spit 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 found him theres was

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

Thats right the 4th of July I didn't make it somethin' was off
'Cause I saw it in my wake up coughin' dripin' sweat almost couldn't breath
Took a minute to accept just had to get calm and collect'd wipe the sweat up off my
Then felt the on my neck just like invasion don't wanna give the police no statement
Look around see if maybe a somebody to the basment couldn't recall
Guess I dunk too much of that Madd Dogg night 20/20 like 3, 2, 1 I blast off
Back in the day when I use to 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 raped 'em they rapein' me fuckin' me like a hotel slut even though he I put the .12 gauge in his butt (BOOM)
No matter what I ain't goin' to the pen this Uthazim I use to get for matieral now I posion his
I was a good kid turn'd bad(good kid turn'd bad) had a dad and I sent fire to his pad(too his pad)
Broke into his home and if he was (home alone) hustla so good but this thing not ready hee we go
I rather load up the Ooh to remove his mind to spaghetti Zagg you know

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