Luyện nghe bài hát Boys on Da Cut

First

I up quick, at around two
Jumped in my benz, up dj screw
out there, makin' them tapes
Separate the real from the fakes
My boy got out, did a flat ten
And he just can't stop bout that pen
My friend, but time destroys all men
Now he don't give a fuck about goin'
It ain't all good, but I ain't missin' no
I'm a thug muthafucka and you can't take nothin' from me
once said they wanna see me dead
The week they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my killas in the
It's the sp-mex, in the all stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and
A costs as much as one piece of my jewelry

'cause the boys on the cut give a fuck
You talkin' that shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, slangin' yay
pussy muthafuckas say that crime don't pay

(2x)

Second

The has come, and the day is here
Two one, is my muthafuckin' year
I come from the head, it's the boy los
The one got everybody on they toes
up, and still I sell dope for a livin'
In the form of a compact disc, prison
No savin' cans, no more collectin' pennies
I'll have your fuckin' hollerin' "who killed kenny? "
For my gangsta bitch, I just met
She my dick, chuckin' up her set
I dance with the wolves, this is for my
Got the whole world for the dope I cut

(ayana m.):

Fire......
We on fire.......
We gone stop....
Droppin' boooooombs.....

(2x)

verse:

I was twelve old, when I did my first jack
And I think that bitch ever got her purse back
fifteen rocks, I bought my first car
Cooked my first batch of dope in a jar
It's like uno, dos, tres, happy perez
Got me sellin' dope to anyone on two legs
Boys down, but I give two fucks
in my face, I put you in an all-black tux
Layin' in a casket, as a rock
My lead, hit'cha and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do I have to ya?
All my life I've called a failure!
My flow, is so untouchable
I just got out the county jail two ago
Now I'm in the studio, just like
In the where them bitches never won a super bowl
Man I can't stop, i'ma keep on
of my bitches at the same mall shoppin'
At the galleria, tell me have you seen
I fuck a country and a houston ballerina
Plus a fine ass china, I used to be a
Now I bought my mom and dad a navigator and a
Leave a mark in this game, ask ted
I don't give a 'cause every month I make a million