Luyện nghe bài hát Who Killed It?

Look see
Pretty Mike Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty
they'll never play it again Sam

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

I the paper there with Joe the Butcher
He says one glance is all it took ya, she's a real
say her old man's a bootlegger
Transporting in any weather, and at this rate we'll get her

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

Hate to the party, what are you guys havin', the same?
Waiter, another for the gang
It's how I always felt outta place
Joe The my ace, but in comes Freckle Face

So I said 'S-see you
'Fore I hurt him and his two ugly thumb
He met them in wrestling gators
An idiot can tell they're involved the caper

So I the revolver on my waist up
Between the patrol car and the truck
Behind the street was a silhouette
White and a real long cigarette

What do ya know all this time got me in her scope
She spoke the Devil got you guys by the throat
Your conspiracy theories won't work evidence
That's the reason why Eric B is not

Well, do ya say
Ya
Ya
Ya

here see
I you got soul your trying to hide it
How did you kill a man out in
One Eyed Charlie, he only hangs with the minded
Says you guys did it style is he lyin'

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

Swallowed it, bottle's half empty
Drinks like a now she's past tipsy
The truth out as we got to her suave house
Chopped and screwed, her mouth and sat me on the

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

times, claims the slaves said rhymes
But she fell in love with some fella Clive
Who? Clive Campbell Sedgwick Ave
The Bronx, now she shows me the

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

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

Hip hop is so dead!