Luyện nghe bài hát Touched

Listen up, I got a to tell
Hey, fool, up, I got a story to tell
Say, dawg, listen up, I got a to tell
Say, man, listen up, I got this story to on the cool

Now, once a time not too long ago
A nigga, like myself had to arm a ho
Now, was not a ho in the sense of havin' a pussy
But a pussy havin' no God damn sense, to push me
He used to hold dick, now he be in my shoes

Hatin' a baby, mama 'cause I'm payin' my dues
Tryin' to on to my little chunk but now but a punk
In the parkin' lot his gums with his teeth in the trunk
Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump 'cause you got a
You that bitch in the sky, you chump

that muthafuckah this way and dump, oh, what?
You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them niggas tap yo' rump
Man, I thought he bold, be he ain't even fuss
Man, the was way swole actin' like he wanted to bus'
But his trigger stayed cold, I surprised

I recognized that breathin' and fear in his eyes
Unmask his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the
He tried to hunt the hunter, and got hunted down his God damn
In PA, niggas, it's we stay, ain't none of that K-K-K'n or playin'
So see A or E up out life or you test yourself

And make a nigga you off to piece the rest yo'self
Oh, yes yo' is what's in question and I hope
That this ass whoopin', you a motherfuckin' lesson.

Speak the wrong words, man, and you get touched
'Cause deep down in the South, boy's up cold
Talkin' down my and what it's all about, you niggas
Better get cut and get my name out yo' mouth

'Cause I don't why you got flex with me, testin' me
But, I'ma pull my shit and let you see that all that the jack
Ain't what it's about, so you need to quit with that po'
Hustlin' and another ride

Niggas, often crossed the line, the movies got boy fucked
Up in the mind, not to mention the and codeine syrup
Combined access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's fine
And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing
Amped off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein'
Ain't in your heart, then don't start, tear your weak mind apart

Bitch, your old man to me like I'm in school, he don't know
I hang killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck about him
But he kin to my son if you think I'm that nigga, you picked
The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot bullets
Some say that, "Them bitches stun", so raise yo' own
Don't try to raise mine and you see me, step with caution
I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.

Speak the wrong words, man, and you get touched
You done crossed the line, now you get fucked
I already told you before, but you ain't that

So, this time I'm handlin' mine and erase you off the map
Such a shame but this all in the and since the early sixties
Ain't a damn thang changed, we got over here
And haters over there but, I got my and it ain't pointed in the air

I see you off that water, and you feel like you bad
'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and pimp was Chad
I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big in her world
Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it the back, she said
"Baby, I can't take it", push my up in her harder

Bitch, I'm straight up tryin' to it, you a simp-ass nigga
You told that bitch, that, "You love her", but I'm straight up
That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't get shot
'Cause you ain't shit, the best thing you can do is go and try
And that bitch, 'cause this man's style show stopper
Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot hit you

Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you loud
But you move too slow, tellin' all your plans
Got you tied up in a van, nigga, the fuck is up in the place to be
First, I want the money, nigga, I want the fuckin' ki's
Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me

Since you want a nigger dead, buck bitch off in his head
Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off
With night vision, infrared, so, me like a pussy
And you will get fucked, nigga, I'm out the truck
Buck, buck, buck, hit your in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut
But we where your ass stay, so your ass will get touched

Speaked the wrong words I'm on them herbs
And you will get because yo' ass deserve
To get done fast in front of yo' kids to show 'em

What real type of bitch you is and that boy named
to the two, forever stayin' true just a player makin' due
And I gotta it to the whole wide world, how you got bitched
Razor neck like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl