Luyện nghe bài hát You Betta Ask Somebody

City!
This is for all big money makin niggaz in detroit.
I ya' ridin high boy, i know ya' ridin high.
I might skate through my city 500 dry, just gotta fresh from the barber shop.
Gonna pick up my nigga we gonna hit the strip, got the 3-5-7 just we trip.
Might get a lil' might smoke some weed, and fuck with some hoes thats all we need.
I'ma' real ass nigga that neva' fake, if you feel like me nigga yo' break.
See i made this shit fo' them niggaz who roll, like Tony out control.
From the D-E-R-T-R-O-I-T can't no nigga out there wit' me.
I'm gettin (mailed?) fuck a cell, post bail, Esham gettin paid who you gonna tell.
Wit' cho' punk ass! I blast! Any runnin' up in the ski mask.
Never out done only out doin', titty bar is the hoes i'm screwin'.
Why? cause all my did they addicted ta' sellin Yayo and yellin' hey hoe.
If you don't know i think you better go axe bout' a real nigga hoe YO!

Bitch! you axe somebody! (bitch you betta' axe somebody)
Cause i don't just talk! (i don't just talk baby, right)
(repeat)
I don't just talk when it to makin' my (snouts?)
Cause i wuz slangin' rocks way all them rappers.
On The coner sellin dimes, the ryhmes young nigga came up through them hard times.
I'ma' seven mile ride, beers glidin big ain't no picture in if ya' frame.
The fall of the best friends Robbey and I, now niggaz in my like do or die.
All i do is smoke weed and these hoes, have em' waitin by the phone hopin they get chose.
All you punk ass niggas be hatin'.
Cause i'm makin this money regulatin'.
And you be ill all counterfeit.
Ain't no buisnes you all about bullshit.
Get yo' shit together, ridin' on the next niggaz dick and lovin these tricks.
It all started as a toddler, .45 bullet swallower to the foot follower.
Slang' an oz. niggaz wanna' me bitches wanna know my bidness cause ya' nosey.
I'm thinkin how can i come up on the 8 feet, i let the money get chance to get away from me.
Street polaticin', hood rat dick stickin, Call me Cernal Sanders cause i got the chicken.
Ill life wicked ways make me real trife, i bring the thought up all about "Reel Life"

Bitch! you axe somebody! (bitch you betta' axe somebody)
Cause i don't just talk! (i don't just talk baby, right)
(repeat)
Voice: You better ask somebody, if you talk.
(repeat 4x)