Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Eyes of a G

I think I got 15...bullshit, is nothing. Look, my feet hurt, I need DOPE. When are we gonna do some acid cause I got, I need piles of money. Forget this shit...but a hit of crack will do for now

[Verse 1: Bronson]
Yeah...through the of a G
Through the eyes of a G, see me in the all white
A husband pay me 10 to fuck his bitch
Hand up her ass a Muppet baby, it's crazy
she do a buck-eighty in a mustard Mercedes
I move the from Russia to Haiti
Forty-fives kiss like the touch from a lady
Fuck with my lunch and then the pump leaves you under the
You know your bitch is just another with rabies
I'm signing in Spanish, I live with Michael Jackson's anguish
Hop in the Vanquish and vanish off the manor in a strange
Aim the at your dame's bladder, like it ain't matter
I smoke 'til I got syndrome
Tan gators, brown
Multi-color money, different kinds of cheeses
My resembles Jesus in all seasons
a ginger shot, doing concentration curls with the cinderblocks
Doing squats, hope the ox drop out
Don't make me to slap the fire out your pop's mouth

me...uh
Through the of a G

2: Ab-Soul]
Yo
Through the of a G
A-B, what you and I use to see
To forward
Cause I get bored with niggas talking
Who they to be, what they used to do
My headed to court, not for a 2-on-2
Ironically, have you know we do it for the sport
Or at least to a little gold in this uniform
I'm abnormal like a unicorn you could get on
Cows jump moons when my nouns and verbs move
Etiquette of a veteran, still checks
You get a F for your efforts, we never trade
I tried to keep the peace but now I gotta keep the
I speak in synchronistic frequency with squeezing
And one day I'll drop to my knee and to Jesus
'Til I'm humping my lust demons for no reason
ho, from Del Amo to SoHo, ho