Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

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

Only the twenty piece mojo, flow like Flo Jo
I wanted to figure out, how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush and Breakin'
bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you waitin'
For the second coming funny how time flies you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I they got that perfect timin'
To be doper Saddam believe the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' 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 be the size of golf balls
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you hoggs
And P. Col' 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
won't 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 gift
But to each his own, my speech is
Keep shit up outta my zone
as you happy then I'm happy
Even if you hate my fuckin' guts go 'head and damp me
Cause I'm gon' damp you anyway and then go
And pray for yo' ass later 'cause we might you in this war
I'm wailin' on you traitors that