Luyện nghe bài hát The Whistle

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

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

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

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

From the Vil to Brazil, live on your C-SPAN radio
Explicit, dice kiss it, a little liquor
Golden imported from Cuba, Miss
as Asia, met her up in Mecca
Getting up in Cipher, hit it on the first date
my escape, twelve hours shift at the gate
How can you beat a G a in '88?
Trips to the Pocono Lodge, the fresh
shouldn't work so hard to pay the landlord
A grand in your birthday card, times is
The gun click, when the pigs blitz
We scramble like Vick, automatic six one to the head
Yo, the east so hot, red, but that's home
And my Glock still burn your skin to the
Sonny Corleone discuss it on the phone

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