Luyện nghe bài hát All Tha Time

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the sweeper broom?
All tha time, B
You got your there too?
All tha

Might not know how to and right, but I do know Arm and Hammer
If the screen a tweaker's pipe turns black, that means it's bamma
If too many seeds in your weed, then chop 'em down
If your blood gets bogus, run his ass out of town
I'm on the Carquinez Bridge, three, quarter after seven
Pockets full of hundreds, can't seem to find no ones, engine
Smebbin', talkin' shit to the cashier

Pi-pi's get right behind me me how much
I been had to and I said, "A beer"
Blitzed, out of my wits, drunk
Let's see I hit one, two, three, ain't no tellin' how many skunk
In and out of the cell, blood alcohol like a warrior
And I to answer any questions without the advisory of my lawyer

I been in it, all around it,
Did it I done it, I must've been blunted
hundred for the two P's
I let the homie run through these
Places that I roam I let the hubs
I wonder if they're trippin' at phones
A bad motherfucker for the butter and
And you niggaz to know this shit

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the sweeper broom?
All tha time, B
You got your chronic too?
All tha

I got the turf on lock, twenty-six
One beeper on my side gotta be in the by eight o'clock
crime, bitch, all the time bitch
Get off his and get on mine bitch
I be smokin like a Coupe DeVille
Poppin' them generic brand Golden
can't hold me, and neither could y'all
Bitch me and my Click is off the

I fucks with to somebody, major factors
To niggaz if you can't understand shit
Then nigga you got your mask on backwards
Tiptoeing through the nigga is no good, nigga
Gotta have a pass, so we get ass

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the street sweeper
All tha time, B
You got chronic there too?
All tha

Now the parties don't start we walk in
Drunk off that gin, to check yo' chin
I'm a motherfucker with the chips and bread
And enough to have your head kind of
don't exist, we pull the whole cards
Tail the legs when you walk in the yard
So if you hard, and wanna stay way
You better watch what the fuck you
(Check it out)

It's bring your own bottle, 'cause I be
To get to perkin' awful
And compute that slurrin'
crazy to bitches, weeble-wobblin'
Burpin', gurgin', growlin' off the hinges
Lurkin', torqin' my highs with Red Ledges

I'm tryin' to get that fast quarter, fuck a slow
Run a smooth ass operation without gettin' caught in the
Take my cool ass on a vacation maybe someday stop
Buy me an commercial lot
And turn it a car wax wash and detail shop

You got Moesha, E?
All tha time, B
You got Indonesia, B?
All tha time, E
You got the street broom?
All tha time, B
You got chronic there too?
All tha