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 southern pride I be, checkin' my head
Scared, lookin' up in your face, Boy I see
If you like SAT, then I guess 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 chicken thighs

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

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

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