Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

Y'all is killin me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody me?
I ain't with who gon' shoot who
I'm concerned with music, and who break through
FUCK YOU, for thinkin platinum is the ultimate
These faggot niggas gettin money, but losin they soul
I don't wanna hear shit from you niggas no background
No backbones, you get no to back down
Deal how we witcha, peons, no chips
Changin out so they can look richer
I see the big picture, in the kitchen
With bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen
Listen, I seen niggas hit with so time loc
They have to die and come back three times to see them folks
Take notes, cause you will be
Vested up, as fuck, large caliber weapons
I feel you.. rap niggas, it up
muh'fuckers, spoilin the cut
For real niggas in the street, hustlin weight
See networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Law catchin on, soakin up the game
How you think find the stash spots and follow the slang? STUPID
men playin cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too laid to holla

at what we leavin behind
We back at one, ridin, with nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin dyin fo'
The blind lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Shut"
Save mine up, cause ever last forever
Never out of my reach, we blast whoever
I can split a muh'fucker from his ass to his last
Shit talk, then stomp through the
It's yo' fault we for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the world is
So I listen to the rhetorhic, and the ignorance
Can't me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me a chin
And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave face in
So don't make me you, patience is virtue
They got a few of us let, huh

Primo me up
Now it's where kids do
Whatever the fuck they do, huh, sad but true
Wanna take another like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, and thugs
Can't shoot, folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, 'til
Use your brains and your it's your best defense, c'mon