Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the 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 SAT, then I guess that we may be
Enemies in the P's be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, I
I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs

Only the twenty mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo
I wanted to out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Krush Groove and
bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you waitin'
For the second funny how time flies when you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I think got that perfect timin'
To be doper Saddam believe the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out car
I think they overstep boundaries
OJ, not guilty, that's how they he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while raining at the time
I kept on rhymin', not
Storm bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of balls
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you hoggs
And Roscoe P. Col' people, who could 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 sick of

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