Luyện nghe bài hát Times Wastin'

one
You can't picture tho'
Examples, and ya wrote
I run up on ya ass fast, and slit ya throat
Carry my like luggage, my bone is thuggish ruggish
It's on from storm, I'm the teflon vest
Rest in in rubbish, free spots, and ez spots
Rock like holly mzots, one of the top of the block
And I hardly my pz knots, three point five
Thirtys doin' twenty five, to glit money live
I flip, shit to nix
ya picture, throw'em all that
Sippin' on that, you hard that
Ah, you to buildin'
I'm like ya heart at
I'm lack as communcations, to the nation I talk
'cause, wuz born to hawk, won't slove ya town
And get torn apart, times

[singer]- it's the life that you live, when hangin' on
Bein' a thug, and you to get you shit off
How do you do it? how do you it? (2x)

[fatal talkin' over
no way out the game
You see it

two
The devil want me yet, so I pack teks
Writin' out my will, wit a cease a rep
I mics, like hardaway
And never get stripped, bust ya boy
When he ridin' on my
ya foulin' out, hackin' me wit the wack rhymes
Grabin' ya nine, shootin' tryin' snatch mine
I murder niggaz, you on the humble tip
And use murderin' al, 'cause he bull shit
They scared of me, so ran and got they homies
Thinkin' the tendaroonies, dog, I'll lonely
Fuck me, just stuck me like you wanna
I every co'na , and ain't a damn nigga stuck me
I'm fresh out of jail, and a body on a hoe
Beatin' down slow, 'cause you niggaz, know

(2x)

Verse
Immortal outlaw, hold a mack eleven, south board
My clout board, I'm clockin' spots south soar
I'm bad company, cats be huntin' me
Frontin', and say they at me
But scared to smoke a blunt, I dump on and act quick
Have shit, in ma jacket, burn like acid
I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the block
I'll be glockin' till I drop, a deuce
On my boots, wit the chocolate, on top
I can't be stoped, wiled like al, named
Nigga watch me, told me these iz black hockey
Told me I'll play the goalie, wit the four four
Slipt ya mellon like galier, when I rip bumpin up out of ya
Leaven hotter then scorns, hot and co'nas
Don't say I wanted, when you be got you'll be co'ned
These streets ain't half steppin', got weapons for ain't shady
If you ain't shelled, lately, they got places for public safety, wastin'

(4.5x)