Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

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

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

Primo me up
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; kids do
Whatever the fuck wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna another life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the gang, flaggin red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, and thugs
Can't shoot, folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, then
Use your and your strength it's your best defense, c'mon