Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Over There

(SPM speaking)
I'd like to this time to say, I love all you haters
It's not your fault. You was to like the smell of shit.
Us players...We the smell of roses.

(Female singing)
over there?
No one said that was fair.
You haters come everywhere.
Ya'll hate us because you're scared.

(SPM)
Dreams, to be the coke King
Everyone asleep except me and the dope
5 a.m. sittin on the
The day's gettin warmer, but my gettin colder
Sold my last bolder, let the pass over.
touch my dope. I'm only the cash holder.
Soldier. I with one eye open.
In the land you see men die smokin'.
Let the fry soak in wata.
Hillwood cowboy f**kin down the farmer's
saga, corner store robba
Like ??? take yo gal a la cama.
Balla, my block than lava.
The wetback, in with my mojada.
Poppin ,Talkin dick , drop her
SPM, the rap Skywalker.

(Low G)
Which road will I
White sand or hot
a friend, I don't even trust my own shadow.
I'm in a battle the dirtiest of enemies.
''cause I'm shippin all across the 7 seas.
Low G and that of OZ
At the ranch where my plants grow free.
December 9, a was born with no heart.
Since a kid, they said I go far.
Ghetto scars tryin to keep away from bars.
hood is ours. F**k Escobar.
And the Diaz brothas. I roll top soldiers.
If they approach us. bury those cockroaches!

(SPM)
I ain't from the bottom
I dug out a hole.
a pen
and myself how to flow.
Now my snow out
My shit's
Toe taggin haters with a tiny
The C.E.O.
Me and my nuts make a trio.
I'm the nigga in a cup for my P.O.
hit me like a double shot of whiskey.
In every song, I give a of my history.
be reality.
They battle me.
But be the day.
Gather up my family. heat.
'em up like a sack of meat.
Most my dead
or walk with shackled feet.
We had to eat. You can ask cops.
I bought my first hoopty 15 rocks.
They smoke nonstop. I watched as the melted.
I come 'cause I really can't help it

and out