Luyện nghe bài hát What You Can't C

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

1]
Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it
Locked the game like Martha Stewart
Like a big Mercedes, get into it
This ain't no of the draw, I'm supposed to do it
They say we're in the last so I stay with the bottle
And stay swingin' for the fifths like its no
a nigga trade hard like I'm custom model
Each one, teach one, we lead, so follow
soft like avocado, trying to hold bravado
My be hollow, some real hard shit to swallow
It's the S.A.S express get caught on the tracks
We got no brakes we just backs
We came in broke, now we got to with the whole stack
Get get smoked like a dope sack
Cannabis and on the block with a heater
Like if I can't sell mine, can't neither

You can read me in the
Or me on the TV screen
If you ever tryin' to for me
That's gon' be the last day you
Nobody here for free
You with a real 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'

2]
To all my drinkin' Cool-O
Gettin' in prison
the game, they can't stop us from livin'
I was givin' the but I never took it
The was crooked and cracked so I learned to cook it
the black ?, the world on his back
Animal instinct, to my habitat
Any situation,
You get manhandled and slapped down, not fuckin' around
I think big like the heart that in my chest
Fuck punk motherfuckers pray for my death
Niggaz want me to show love, but ain't left
Won't speak no names, I waste my breath
Got too much stamina, too much
Strengthen to crush my enemies
And that feelin' brings me and tranquility
Real estate, power, cars in Italy

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

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

3]
Another nigga Xzibit just can't be found
I eliminate dead slowin' me down
Don't how to back down only hold my ground
the resume
They just cock it and
Ya'll niggaz just sloppy and gay, get hit a K
Stand trial for murder and lock me
Throwin' bows Anthony Pillar
For my foes, bullet hoes through ya clothes and that fake
For all my niggaz in the hustle, ya life
Fucking Bush administration tryin' to your life
X man exchange the data, hate the
Hit the earth so leaving cracks and craters
Niggaz wanna spend on hats and gaters
Hoes in Vegas they gotta chrome and dames
But don't wanna do a of the work
I built an from dirt
I put you in a of hurt...fucker!!!

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