Luyện nghe bài hát Times Wastin'

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

[singer]- it's the life that you live, when your 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 don't want me yet, so I pack
Writin' out my will, wit a cease a rep
I mics, like hardaway
And never get stripped, ya boy shit
When he on my dick
ya foulin' out, hackin' me wit the wack rhymes
Grabin' ya nine, shootin' scared tryin' snatch
I niggaz, like you on the humble tip
And use murderin' al, 'cause he bull shit
They scared of me, so they ran and got homies
Thinkin' the tendaroonies, fatal dog, I'll
Fuck me, just stuck me like you love
I play every co'na , and ain't a damn stuck me
I'm fresh out of jail, and caught a on a hoe
Beatin' slow, 'cause you niggaz, don't know

(2x)

Verse
Immortal outlaw, hold a mack eleven, south board
My clout board, I'm clockin' spots down soar
I'm bad company, cats be huntin' me
Frontin', and say they at me
But scared to a blunt, I dump on three and act quick
Have shit, in ma jacket, bullet burn 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 be stoped, wiled like al, named kadafi
Nigga watch me, told me these streets iz hockey
Told me I'll the goalie, wit the four four caliber
ya mellon like galier, when I rip this bumpin up out of ya
Leaven hotter then scorns, hot and co'nas
Don't say I ain't wanted, you be got you'll be co'ned
These streets ain't half steppin', they got weapons for ain't
If you ain't shelled, lately, they got for public safety, times wastin'

(4.5x)