Luyện nghe bài hát Went This Way

Two years ago, a friend of
me to write me a tight ass rhyme
and so I, I wrote this rhyme I am about to say
the rhyme is tight and it this way
And I'm on my briefcase wit some crumbled
shystie keep staring at me
I had my 45 and my 44
i put one on my briefcase so niggas'll know
lives get
that's it just a book
do you a meathook
smoke a fat blunt on my couch wit my up while you get took
fo yo
hundred bill
take yo muthafucka
while you bullshitin dis shit is
i ain't no inch
can't mix me up in shit
i got full
and alone i do my
so trust me you information
and i wouldn't eat you cause your meat's too
i'd rather, step through a fire ring wit some draws than fuck wit you
you the type of nigga that'll tell'em everything you saw, wit my
big bad auto mag
twenty sac nigga get yo money if you don't think you of that sliznack
motivated, undominated
i got that sickness and the remedy, my made it
easy fo me i have to work
fourteen years old in the backseat o.e. like kirk

now just the day a friend of mine
told me to me a tight ass rhyme
and so i, i wrote ryhme that i'm about to say
the rhyme is tight and it this way
i it's been a long time, i shouldn't left you
without a rhyme to step to
of all them weak ass albums you slept through
well i'm yo medicine, sorry i you
to my brother's house, without a doubt
twisted one up the nigga, smoked'em out
got to writin some of dat sicc made my own fade type script
high enough to write a whole career full of
i mean blitzed, toe up, drug cost up, ready to fuck, up
man i got my cheddah ass nigga know what
i don't hold no grudges i just ain't fuckin wit you no mo, stay
sicc made and don't let penetrate my barracade
barracade barracade, barracade