Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

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

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

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while raining at the time
I on rhymin', not complainin'
Storm bringing cats and dogs my be the size of golf balls
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 y'all get sick of that

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