Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

[Twista
Uh, Uh, Ya'll already what it is
Niggaz bout Twista this Twista that
all I is Twista rap I spit nigga, fuck ya'll, check it out

rhyming:]
Twis' got skill Yes I
I could on they ass like Buffalo Bill
I be winnin in the game like them in the south
if a talkin shit I'm quick to hit em in the mouth
lyrics that's the shit I be equipped to spit em out
and Imma make a nigga cause I got venom in the mouth
Antonyms and are spinnin him out of his route
and I got bricks of bitch and I can't fit em in the couch
em with the ride paints hard with the deep dish
Kill em wit syllables quick wit 8 in a sequence
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to peep
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a
Stevie in the blackout see me with the out
Twista gon get money like a GD in a house
When it come to flows Imma spit em like cold
it come to niggaz heads Imma split it like a pole
Take away they swag and on they cocky style
cuz my lyrics be too quick call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo you see my logo come take my photo when I'm on promo
Niggas wanna get me they better a new regimen
too sick B somebody better go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm the issue relevant
balls than mine betta go get 2 elephants
I be getting grimy but you and yo too elegant
beat yo face up til yo jaw look like a pelican
I be whoopin yo ass just fo the hell of it
can't nobody fuck wit me the planet is
I a hot flow, get it like Harpo
brief I rhyme teeth shine like a car show
Wit a bitch, go head check out my cargo
you know one gon be wit me my car go
yo baby at where yo white Mercedes
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as long as you it back
Here, a couple stacks, you ain't gotta pay me
me and yo boss kick it and he where the ladies at
Whether we comin and killin and murderin cause I beat down the
or because I'm like throw ya up' cause it's hip hop
I'd rather be rappin about the streets and makin a pot
but it's time to do so the shorties don't get popped
Meanwhile back to the lab I got the desert
come on yo muthafuckin tip and a lot of people
Throw up on a let him know I ain't no reverend
either dat I go where the fuck I I'm up in heaven evil
U ain't gotta tell me I I spit bars sick
e-mail, anthrax, kick arsenic
G-up genie and throw it up I'm car
cut raw dope nigga cut garbage
Lethargic give a bitch dick see my niggaz and I say salute like a sergeant
lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I wouldn't have yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you da fakers and heaters and then fuck liars
If yo' shit ain't one one minded the swine flu h1n1 virus
Am I like Jason no I'm like Michael Myers
I am the shit I to wear diapers
When I spit it sometimes I'm all to
it on the Don Julio and killer tropical
Twista got more swag than a rich
but don't get prissy can get grilly
Imma balla and a boss and yes I'm finna get
takin flames to the head like I'm Cage
I ghost the whip I'm finna get laid
any dat try to get me is finna get sprayed
One day possible dat I'm finna get saved
but for now I be money I'm finna get paid muthafucka
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka