Luyện nghe bài hát Werdz From the Ghetto Child

[Smiley] Aiyyo I got the dimes that I get, I got the that I bring
Yo, yo yo
[Smiley] Yo Preem', good?
[Preem'] What's good man - you still fuckin with shit son?
[Smiley] Yo, don't even come at me with bullshit man, whassup?
[Preem'] I'm sayin man, you said you was gonna this shit alone
[Preem'] You still on that nigga
Son.. SON I'll leave it alone
[Smiley] when you come and get with this music B, what the fuck?
[Preem'] I'm sayin man, who the fuck you think you are

Yo, yo
Yo gangsta, O.G. is what you call me
It's like my is like a never-endin drug story
coke, expand, yo you know who I am
Death percentages rises in the like grams
Who done it and ran, who on my fam'
Out the window night, deadly intentions man
Cocked and ready to fire, hit man for hire
And politicians, nothin but liars
As I build my cream, with self
But drink the water from the streams, of gangsta
To keep food on my plate, stick a mac to face
So I have to fall off, so you can never underrate
pressure, is the techniques of real men
So you slam the doors, we still get in
It's like demons when, what you fight that you can't
out your buildin, and get shot drastically
The way of the world, niggaz fiendin to it
You either bite the dust, or just that bullet