Luyện nghe bài hát The Professional

I woke up at still aching from the previous
Job I had to do last night, shit was
Got up out my bed, and picked up my
And put him on the so he could get a
Little bit of sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta too, 'cause they feed the Earth
Just then I got a from Pete slash Blinky Jones
He said to meet him down a Donny's House of Pork and
And the little girl, who people knew as Matilda
And often, who I say before Gestapo could have her
Picked up my grip, let it slide into the
Although most of, them fear me I'm supposed to
Protect my neck, if not then big Petey's
Dipped in the door so no one could see me
I told Matilda "wait for me boo"
'cause the always confidential, it's true
Then Pete said "yo, you Mikey Budafeuco?"
The mafucker cut my last of bazooko
And laced it soda, so much that you could taste
slimy ????, I'll make him taste paste
I said "yo, hit me with the source"
And his family of course, you know what I mean
Just hit me with the green and see what I can do
To Mikey Budafeu, he "straight, arrange your crew"
But that's a no no, the pro murders solo
I lost my life working with teams out in SoHo
Beach, we was storming the place
Fucked around and got buck by Scarface
Tony Montana, but another story
A whole other chapter, the library
Went back to my crib, Matilda goodbye
She started to cry, the brought tears to my eys
The next day my connection, check my directon
My flight to Chicago, first section
I didn't recognize no one on the plane, was strange
My inside man was no that I could claim
The stewardess was over polite, I why
But I didn't give a fuck this was mad fly
Speaking of fly, the turned on the intercom
Talking some of code something was wrong
got out of their chairs calmly, and grabbed their stuff
I tried to raise up, but my seat belt was
Dig it, cool don't panic, I said "excuse me, my belt's broken"
the back door opened, shit
I hear it and my belt unlock
Turn around and there was mafuckers with glocks
straight to my dome piece, grabbed my chrome piece
And two shots leaving four men deceased
But how the fuck did two bullets kill niggas
Checked out the cock and found the cranium disfigured
The click, piece to my head bone
Turn and greet Ms Cleopatra Jones
"How ya doing baby? she said, "I'm chill how you?"
"Petey sent me as crew, so what yo gonna do?"
I landed the plane, checked in the
Horny like a mafucker the ho smell
to the bathroom to clean myself, then she snuck in
Naked to the pussy, up shower fuckin'
The walls were shattering with
But ain't a question killing mafuckers ain't my only profession
Not after two of killing crotch
Hit the sack, woke up early to my plot *echoed*

** 4 of silence **

It was a mansion on the of Chicago, I clout
Hood went by the name of Budafeuco didn't like me
Ms Jones was back I took the front gates
Two punks on guard with uzis strapped to their
Strolled a door, but pizano was like
"Yo, who the fuck are you?" then I out my knife
Slow, without a whipser or of hesitation
Made one quick slash and decapitation
Left the knife in the neck of the man on the
And hoppedover the fence, took a breath *whew*
It take but a second to wait
The rotwilders psycho, I took one knee and grabbed my rifle
And popped every last one of sons of bitches
like a mother by the riches, but no glitches
Got to the door, is the right button
Red, yellow, or blue, pushed the then all of a sudden
I footsteps of at least three men running sporting Mack 10s
under the porch and
Pulled out my piano wire and wrapped it
'Round my fists, made it quick very little fight
the fool on the right and silenced his ass
Nigga on the left, a strangle was his
Motherfucker in the middle, the monkey caught a cap
Sucking my barrel a crack junkie
Got through the and it was straight war
Camo-flague getting torn by my ammo
Run up the stairs, tripping dead thugs
Put they family to shame for fucking my nigga's drugs
the second floor was faced with three doors, chose the first
A ninja master his thirst for my life
But did he know I be trained
Akido's my name, put his ass to shame
Open the door and out came Kareem
Jabbar, a size seventeen
I "choose your style" and nigga said "ostrich"
Yeah sure look more like he took one for hostage
Swinging his shits no style at all
One swing of my sword left him feet tall
Third door slowly only to show
Cleopatra getting fuck by Mikey
At gunpont the bitch straight to Heather Hunter
On a steroid, this fool like she wants to
He didn't know I was so I moved around the front
Rubber gripping, pointed at his started tripping
And with my ass as if it ain't my job
To eliminate the families of who rob
Pull your dick out this ain't no freak show
Let 'em go 'cause he got touched by the
My flight was straight sex in the jet
Heading home to collect my dollar check
I'm out