Luyện nghe bài hát You Betta Ask Somebody

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

Bitch! you axe somebody! (bitch you betta' axe somebody)
i don't just talk! (i don't just talk baby, thats right)
(repeat)
I don't talk when it comes to makin' my (snouts?)
Cause i wuz slangin' rocks way all them rappers.
On The coner sellin dimes, FUCK the ryhmes young came up through them hard times.
I'ma' seven mile ride, beers big bluntin' ain't no picture in if ya' frame.
The fall of the best friends Robbey and I, now in my city like do or die.
All i do is smoke weed and fuck hoes, have em' waitin by the phone hopin they get chose.
All you punk ass niggas be hatin'.
Cause i'm makin money strait regulatin'.
And you be ill all counterfeit.
about no buisnes you all about bullshit.
Get yo' shit together, stop ridin' on the niggaz dick and lovin these tricks.
It all started as a toddler, .45 bullet swallower to the step follower.
Slang' an oz. niggaz wanna' know me wanna know my bidness cause ya' nosey.
I'm thinkin how can i come up on the 8 feet, i never let the money get to get away from me.
Street polaticin', hood rat dick stickin, me Cernal Sanders cause i got the fried chicken.
Ill life wicked make me real trife, i bring the thought up it's all about "Reel Life"

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