Luyện nghe bài hát The Whistle

Yo, I the case, now I face the acquittal
You nizzles try to belittle, but less than spittle
a baby's lip, the digi made me flip
Plus they paid me chips, just to spray the
And empty out on you, in sync like the output on the MPC 2002
We be housin' crews, we housin' fools
In abandoned with a thousand tools
Crazy dudes buck off the beat
boutless fools who be stuck off the leaf
Two guns in their hands "Fuck the police!"
On the weekend get drunk and fuck with the niece
Of the precint chief, she got the
On her that's shaped like The W
Go snatch the guns, son, I'll cover you
And if they get me we got another two, yeah

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

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

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

From the Vil to Brazil, on your C-SPAN radio band
Explicit, kiss it, pour a little liquor
Golden imported Cuba, Miss Aruba
as Asia, met her up in Mecca
Getting up in Just Cipher, hit it on the date
Plotted my escape, twelve hours shift at the
How can you beat a G a in '88?
Trips to the Pocono Lodge, the Izod
Mama shouldn't work so hard to pay the
A grand in your birthday card, times is
The gun hammer click, 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 burn skin to the bone
Sonny Corleone don't discuss it on the

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