Luyện nghe bài hát Troublemakers

For Can I get a juice, Lord?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas, boy, for real
Uh, huh, for real, man, word, the door, man
Hustle flow shit, yeah, aiyo, pass the cigar,
Come on, man, playing, man

We in the cabin playing backgammon, monster slammers
Brothers us, try us you gon' die, son
Green medicine, blow
Run in store, six more valors, drawers feather skin

Hair cutted up, hollering, seven through sixes
No, we ain't the devil, where ya llama,
Can't stand the side, niggas know we rich, we color guys
Loose up your mother, lullabies

Gangsta readies, take off my shirt, no batteries, nigga
Just one magnum killer
Snow mobiles jetting out the Timber, Chef altitude
Yo, I breathe, check the splendor

Brazilian honey dip, I'm on my day, nigga
Times is roughing, Timberland
One up, G up, all the re-up
we can pull it back, my throat my only weapon, blow the beat up

Stuff pillow in the rat holes, reduce that faggot ass nigga
Who wanna like a frog to a tadpole
Gag it up, sliding the ER, batted up
A in your dick, you can't piss when standing up

Hands is shaking, is taken to operating
Nah, he might not live, so they debating
You in bad shape, in the of New York
Your ways, lay with you a bad snake

Smash bake, eight stab in your shoulder blades
You wilding on the stretcher and shit, bitch tryna hold your
Nah hold his legs, tell that bitch ass nigga to chill
Put something in his meat like eggs

Got gophers that sleep in the woods, car down
Padlock your bow-legged spot, your rocks now?
You ain't moving no crack, yous a ass rat
After you lay up in that morgue, I'mma fuck back

Yeah, nigga, die with your smirk on
Night, night lights, dim it down, get mirk on
Later I see you in hell, get your on
Filled with embalming fluid, get your on

My sherm on in the when I ride by
My eyes like I learned how to sky dive
The world is yours, rules you abide by
Ride with the fly guy on

They said a return but I never left
I told Big L through me, he could
I'm that like Puff in L-O-X
I took one L and life is still X

Brick where I bleed on the streets at
The E's in M&M's, I a relapse
And bitches, grab my mic, give me
Reggie you an asshole, baby, I be

Yeah, I get when the beat pumping
You know you doing it when your tire lip
I keep a freak and I call McNugget
'Cause super bad nigga, she McLovin'

Fiends get killed in my hallways, we
My been killing me all day
boy down for lot, like them killas in raw way
It's all work and no play 'cause this block ain't nothing Broadway

Revenge is sweeter then sorbet, you all become
Once this heaters in your face, just a of my funk swear
Y'all don't want no of the gun spray
I hate to pull it in one stray

That's where the innocents by
We trapped inside tenements like damn
Why mama tryna feed us this ham
Connects tryna cheat us with light

try to lighten they sentence, snitching to white man
Turned state evidence, fam, we ain't
Felons ain't felons no more, straight tellin'
Ain't nothing worse a rat, you can't smellin'
And ain't nothing than a track, you can't sellin'