Luyện nghe bài hát What You Can't C

[Hook - 2X]
Let me roll somethin'
Let me smoke somethin'
Let me light up
Let me blow somethin'

1]
Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it
Locked the game down like Stewart
Like a big Mercedes, get into it
ain't no luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it
They say we're in the last days so I stay the bottle
And swingin' for the fifths like its no tomorrow
Make a nigga trade hard like I'm custom
Each one, teach one, we gonna lead, so
Niggaz soft like avocado, trying to bravado
My tips be hollow, some real hard to swallow
It's the S.A.S don't get caught on the tracks
We got no brakes we break backs
We came in broke, now we got to with the whole stack
Get slapped get smoked like a sack
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 me on the TV screen
If you ever to take for me
gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody here for free
You fuckin' a real O.G
I stick 'n like a young Ali
You can't hit what you see.... (me, me)

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

2]
To all my niggaz drinkin'
Gettin' bent in
Watchin' the game, they stop us from livin'
I was givin' the direction but I took it
The path was crooked and cracked so I learned to it
It's the black ?, the world on his
Animal instinct, adjust to my
Any situation,
You get and slapped down, mean not fuckin' around
I think big like the heart rests in my chest
Fuck motherfuckers that pray for my death
want me to show love, but ain't none left
Won't no names, I won't waste my breath
Got too stamina, too much energy
Strengthen to crush my enemies
And that feelin' brings me and tranquility
Real estate, power, cars in Italy

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

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

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

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