Luyện nghe bài hát The Whistle

Yo, I beat the case, now I the acquittal
You try to belittle, but ya'll less than spittle
From a baby's lip, the made me flip
Plus they paid me chips, to spray the clip
And empty out on you, in sync like the SMPTE output on the MPC
We be housin' crews, we housin' fools
In apartments with a thousand tools
shootin' dudes buck off the beat
Brainless fools who be stuck off the leaf
Two guns in hands yellin' "Fuck the police!"
On the weekend get drunk and they fuck the niece
Of the chief, she got the tattoo
On her breast shaped like The W
Go 'head snatch the guns, son, cover you
And if they get past me we got two, yeah

We smoke those blunts the size of
We got those as long as axe
We snatch that cheese off the trap
We put Beez all on your map

I shoot the fair one, I dare ya'll run through New York
Or any city or place, my face, royal taste, pace
Ace my health, with wealth
like the wings of a Stealth, I move for self
Or any man, or child that I call fam
That's the way I am, to Glock, my sister Pam
Son, lived through the terror of the Trade blues
Nine o'clock news, abused the mind of many
Braves and jewels, made my moves, paid my
From the of Intelligence, I stayed benevolent
Most high, magnify, multiply, as I add to the Kings of
We never die, built my name, sustained like
through the veins divine sign
Dine wine forever sunshine

We those blunts the size of bats
We got those as long as axe
We snatch cheese right off the trap
We put Beez all on your map

the Vil to Brazil, live on your C-SPAN radio band
Explicit, dice kiss it, pour a little
Golden from Cuba, Miss Aruba
Sexy as Asia, met her up in
Getting up in Cipher, hit it on the first date
Plotted my escape, hours shift at the gate
How can you beat a G a in '88?
Trips to the Lodge, the fresh Izod
Mama work so hard to pay the landlord
A grand in birthday card, times is hard
The gun click, when the pigs blitz
We scramble like Vick, automatic six one to the head
Yo, the east so hot, it's red, but that's
And my Glock still your skin to the bone
Sonny Corleone discuss it on the phone

We smoke those the size of bats
We got those as long as axe
We snatch that right off the trap
We put those all on your map