Luyện nghe bài hát Who Killed It?

Look see
Pretty Mike shanked Al over some gal
Found the dead in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty
Guess they'll never play it Sam

Damn was my jam, now she's on the lam
She made it out 200 grand, what a scam!
While two compete on who's the star of the show
Golden legs makes off with the dough

I the paper there with Joe the Butcher
He one glance is all it took ya, she's a real looker
say her old man's a bootlegger
Transporting in any weather, and at this we'll never get her

Fellas, think time to call it a night
All talk of this mystery dame's gettin' me tight
Thought I saw her in my eyesight,

Hate to spoil the party, what are you havin', the same?
Waiter, round for the gang
It's strange how I always felt place
Joe The Butcher's my ace, but in comes Freckle

So I 'S-see you later'
'Fore I him and his two ugly thumb breakers
He met them in Louisiana gators
An idiot can they're involved with the caper

So I pulled the revolver on my up
the patrol car and the gray truck
Behind the street was a silhouette
White gloves and a real long

What do ya know all this she's got me in her scope
She spoke says the Devil got you by the throat
Your conspiracy theories won't without evidence
That's the why Eric B is not president

Well, do ya say
Ya
Ya
Ya

Look see
I know you got your trying to hide it
How did you kill a man out in
One Eyed Charlie, he only with the criminal minded
Says you guys did it doggy is he lyin'

She says, this way I'll tell you a children's story'
We hit the bodega got her a few
We in my ride we drove and she cried
Twisted off the cap there and opened her wide

Swallowed it, whole bottle's half
like a fish now she's past tipsy
The came out as we got to her suave house
Chopped and screwed, her and sat me on the couch

I it's gettin' late c'mon give it to me straight
ya sponsor lady? She says Bill Gates
What are ya '77 or '78?
She says, Nah it way to an earlier date

Slave times, claims the slaves said
But she fell in love with some named Clive
Who? Campbell from Sedgwick Ave
The Bronx, now she me the cash

I said who's Clive, don't play with me
She said Clive Campbell, he's Kool

Listen up sweetheart, now we gettin'
As she's she starts vanishing in thin air
But before she drops the money bag on the floor and
She said, If you really love me come back alive

Hip hop is so dead!