Luyện nghe bài hát Went This Way

Two years ago, a friend of
told me to write me a 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 weed
shystie niggas 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 want a
smoke a fat blunt on my couch wit my up while you get took
fo yo
hundred dolla
yo pill muthafucka
while you bullshitin dis shit is
i ain't no twelve
mix me up in this shit
i got clips
and i do my shit
so trust me you faulty
and i wouldn't eat you cause your meat's too
i'd rather, step through a fire ring wit some gasoline than fuck wit you
cause you the type of nigga that'll everything you saw, wit my
big bad forty mag
twenty sac nigga get yo money back if you don't you of that sliznack
motivated, totally
i got that and the remedy, my momma made it
fo me i didn't have to work
fourteen years old in the drinkin o.e. like kirk

now the other day a friend of mine
told me to me a tight ass rhyme
and so i, i wrote this ryhme 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 tight rhyme to to
think of all them weak ass you slept through
i'm yo medicine, sorry i kept you
went to my house, without a doubt
twisted one up with the nigga, out
got to writin some of dat sicc made my own bacc type script
high enough to write a whole full of shit
i mean blitzed, toe up, drug cost up, to fuck, throw up
man i got my cheddah cheese ass know what
i don't hold no grudges i ain't fuckin wit you no mo, mission stay
sicc and don't let nothin penetrate my barracade
barracade barracade, barracade