Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Soze, always the usual suspect
No check, all I got in this is my respect
And southern I be, checkin' my fuckin' head
Scared, up in your face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I guess we may be
in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken

Only the twenty mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo
I wanted to figure out, how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush and Breakin'
Never bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you
For the second coming funny how time when you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect
To be doper than believe the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that up out your car
I think they overstep boundaries
OJ, not guilty, how they found he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while raining at the same
I kept on rhymin', not
Storm bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf
Throw up daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you boss hoggs
And Roscoe P. people, who could boost my locomotive
But of that everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to
I use my gift of gab to and brag in every rhyme I
Compose won't y'all get of that

'Cause I know I do when I those
Flows that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift
But to each his own, my speech is
Keep that shit up outta my
Long as you happy then I'm
Even if you just hate my fuckin' guts go 'head and me
Cause I'm gon' damp you anyway and go home
And pray for yo' ass later 'cause we need you in this war
I'm on you traitors like that