Luyện nghe bài hát Touched

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

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

Hatin' like a baby, 'cause I'm payin' my dues
Tryin' to hold on to my chunk but now but a punk
In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his teeth in the
Oh, what? I'm supposed to 'cause you got a pump
You aimin' that 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 played bold, be he ain't even
Man, the nigga was way swole actin' he wanted to bus'
But his trigger stayed cold, I surprised

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

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

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

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

Niggas, crossed the line, the movies got this boy fucked
Up in the mind, not to mention the wine and codeine
Combined easy access to 9's and shit talkin' hoes that's
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, niggas'll tear your weak apart

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

Speak the words, man, and you will get touched
You crossed the line, now you gon' get fucked
I already told you before, but you borrowing that

So, time I'm handlin' mine and gon' erase you off the map
Such a shame but this all in the and since the early sixties
Ain't a thang changed, we got haters 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 chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad
I see you hurt 'cause I 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 that bitch, that, "You love her", but I'm straight up fuckin'
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 beat that bitch, 'cause this man's show stopper
Pistol popper, you ain't if I let this hot thing hit you

your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you talkin' loud
But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all your
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 you said you wanted me dead

you want a nigger dead, buck that bitch off in his head
Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off
night vision, infrared, so, play 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

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

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