Luyện nghe bài hát Treats For The Kiddies

"A Yeah I got a problem.
Cause. . . I waitin for how
long for this shit to come
Now this the tricks and treats shit, ya
Now all y'all motherphukkers listen to it,
and I'm sick and of
shit, because...
all you motherphukkers keep comin out with records!
And guess what I'm to do?
Guess what I'm to do?!
I'm 'bout to you out there. . .
and chopyourmotherphukkinheadoff!!!"
Who's the
Under
Not me!
I hate emcees a lot,
Escape,
tape your mouth closed
Dispose of flows
The ones you chose
Don't
Where is your shit?
When I it
I'm shovin shit
Right back in mouth,
And start another kick
riddance
Suds of like the Red Sea splashes
When I kids
Ashes and
We in
The chamber
Of you blame a
Brother Del for murder
up, on a mission
It's in my
Rippin apart
You and dash
But I'll remove heart fast
With my hands
Stashed it their plans
I'd to see it pulsate in my palm
it, squish it
Eat it a biscuit
For
You're if
You step
Your ideas
I might years
Of
Til the when
I men
a flash of light
I'll you right
In the
I'm warnin
So take heed to
Before you bleed, in
I'm keepin niggaz my head
my head
Instead,
they
dead,
call the
(4x):]
"This is how you're (this is how you're treated)
my rhyme's completed
Niggaz get (defeated!)"
I push and shove
off the kid gloves
Tearin the
a fist
Holds a
it in your stomach and drag your
Insides the ground
Get 'em at the and found
At the police
I'm
I get you yet
So no
You're no
I bet I can your brain
my scalpel felt your brain
You
No
We him
Cost him his
around
It's too easy to 'em down
Let 'em
Face in a toilet
Take his and boil it
Watchin who I 'cause they'll spoil it
They reveal
My is real
Keep your lips
Or yo be the next to keel over
or
to us
When you the need
To bleed your chicken
Yeah, plead for
Before I free
I'm thirsty
When it comes to who me
I your life complicated
Emcees get and grated
they waited
In the
my hobby
It'll be me
Who sees your

you
And your crew
I'ma you from safety
I break free
(4x)]