Luyện nghe bài hát Through The Eyes of a G

I think I got 15...bullshit, this is nothing. Look, my feet hurt, I need DOPE. When are we gonna do some acid cause I got, I 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 like a baby, it's crazy
While she do a buck-eighty in a Mercedes
I the mustard from Russia to Haiti
Forty-fives will kiss like the touch from a
Fuck with my lunch and then the leaves you under the daisies
You know your bitch is just cocksucker with rabies
I'm signing autographs in Spanish, I with Michael Jackson's anguish
Hop in the Vanquish and off the manor in a strange manner
Aim the hammer at your dame's bladder, it ain't matter
I smoke I got down syndrome
Tan gators, linen
Multi-color money, seven different kinds of
My silhouette resembles Jesus in all
Take a shot, doing concentration curls with the cinderblocks
Doing squats, the ox don't 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 move
Cause I get bored niggas talking 'bout
Who they used to be, they used to do
My homie to court, not for a 2-on-2
Ironically, I'll have you know we do it for the
Or at least to keep a little gold in this
I'm like a unicorn that you could get on
Cows jump moons when my nouns and verbs move
Etiquette of a veteran, still checks
You get a F for efforts, we never trade techs
I tried to keep the peace but now I gotta the piece
I speak in synchronistic frequency triggers squeezing
And one day I'll drop to my knee and to Jesus
'Til then I'm humping my lust for no reason
ho, from Del Amo to SoHo, ho