Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

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

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

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

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