Luyện nghe bài hát What You Can't C

[Hook - 2X]
Let me roll witcha
Let me smoke witcha
Let me this up
Let me blow withca

1]
Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it
Locked the down like Martha Stewart
a big bodied Mercedes, get into it
This ain't no of the draw, I'm supposed to do it
They say we're in the days so I stay with the bottle
And stay swingin' for the like its no tomorrow
Make a nigga trade like I'm custom model
one, teach one, we gonna lead, so follow
Niggaz soft like avocado, to hold bravado
My tips be hollow, real hard shit to swallow
It's the S.A.S express get caught on the tracks
We got no brakes we break backs
We came in broke, now we got to leave the whole stack
Get slapped get smoked like a dope
Cannabis and cheeba on the with a heater
if I can't sell mine, y'all can't neither

You can read me in the
Or watch me on the TV
If you tryin' to take for me
That's gon' be the last day you
Nobody here rides for
You fuckin' a real O.G
I stick 'n move a young Ali
You can't hit what you see.... (me, me)

Let me roll somethin'
Let me smoke somethin'
Let me this up
Let me blow somethin'

2]
To all my drinkin' Cool-O
Gettin' bent in
Watchin' the game, they can't us from livin'
I was givin' the direction but I never it
The path was crooked and cracked so I to cook it
the black ?, the world on his back
Animal instinct, adjust to my
Any situation,
You get manhandled and slapped down, mean not around
I think big like the heart rests in my chest
Fuck punk that pray for my death
Niggaz want me to show love, but none left
Won't no names, I won't waste my breath
Got too much stamina, too much
Strengthen capabilities to crush my
And that brings me peace and tranquility
Real estate, power, sports cars in

You can read me in the
Or watch me on the TV
If you ever tryin' to for me
That's gon' be the day you breath
Nobody here for free
You fuckin' with a O.G
I 'n move like a young Ali
You can't hit what you see...(me, me)

Let me somethin' witcha
Let me smoke witcha
Let me light up
Let me blow somethin'

3]
Another nigga like Xzibit just can't be
I eliminate weight slowin' me down
Don't know how to down only hold my ground
the resume
They cock it and spray
Ya'll niggaz just and gay, get hit with a K
Stand trial for murder and me away
Throwin' bows like Pillar
For my foes, bullet hoes through ya and that fake Chinchilla
For all my niggaz in the hustle, ya life
Fucking Bush administration tryin' to take life
X man the data, hate the hater
Hit the earth so hard cracks and craters
Niggaz spend money on hats and gaters
Hoes in Vegas they gotta chrome and dames
But don't do a third of the work
I built an empire dirt
I put you in a of hurt...fucker!!!

You can read me in the
Or me on the TV screen
If you tryin' to take for me
gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody here rides for
You fuckin' with a O.G
I stick 'n like a young Ali
You can't hit you can't see...(me, me)