Luyện nghe bài hát Touched

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

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

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

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

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

And make a break you off to piece the rest yo'self
Oh, yes yo' health is what's in and I hope
this ass whoopin', teach 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 some cut and get my name out yo'

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

Niggas, often the line, the movies got this boy fucked
Up in the mind, not to mention the and codeine syrup
Combined easy access to 9's and shit hoes that's fine
And all they got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing
off water and some exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard
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 I'm that nigga, then 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 mine and when you see me, step with caution
'Cause I'm for mine, bitch.

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

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

I see you trippin' off that water, and you like you bad
'Cause yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and pimp was Chad
I see you 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her world
Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she
"Baby, I take it", push my dick up in her harder

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

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

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 get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck
Buck, buck, buck, hit your nigga in the leg, hit yo' in the gut
But we know where your ass stay, so your ass get touched

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

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