Luyện nghe bài hát Dorian

"Yo your neighbour from across the hall man, I just wanna holla at you for a minute...

"Here we are in the corridor,
Dorian, right? yeah I been meaning to to you.
I don't get up in my business normally right,
But yo these thin ass got everything leakin' through
Now first first, I don't judge you for the weed smoke
But I can hear your daughter "daddy, please dont"
And it's not once or twice, but damn night
Man there's somethin' on up in here that ain't right
Now, man to man, I can
They to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each other out
But you crossin the line by puttin hands on 'em
Ain't nobody ever told you not to hit a damn
Boy, I can that my presence was painfull
Breathin' truth down his it must have felt like a strangle
His eyes confusion, wavin' his hands around
He's used to raisin' his voice on to back 'em down..."

"....See is specifically why I left the pistol in the linen closet
Pullin' this shit, if he was taller I woulda and got it
Damnit man, I'm in the and I'm civilized
But boys really ain't used to bein' criticized
First off scooter, take the bass out your
I'm respectfull with mine and yo you makin' a
Here and, understand it's only that I warn you
Make a move, make a threat, I'll it rain knuckles on you
I ain't a woman or a dawg, I'm out of your league
My wife heard us gettin' loud so she's prayin' for
She's stuck her head down on keep your temper shit
Little man gon' say "Over there's your door, your business bitch"
Ha, now that's sweet, just what I needed it, it that
He invited my fist for a party on his left cheek
I didn't mean to rude so I accepted,
But arrived a half a second early, right connected -
Oh, him, just by taggin' him,
Mr. guy, one punch bring out the fag in him
Little man make moves that I couldn't,
He cut and tried to it, now how should I put it
I stood at full posture and him down the staircase
Bare knuckles to bare face, all knew their place
Airport style, the second one take off, the one land
Learn some respect man
He down for the brick on the ground,
Fist still clenched up I'm stickin' his crown
He's in the jaws of the most turbulent blitz in the
So fuck hittin' ya' girl you're hittin' the ground
I said somebody to beat your ass,
And then teach ass, and I'm sorry I can only do half
And his mellon swell up, a police cruiser pull up
He hopped out all up with the holster of his gun up
to protect and serve,
And it's in his nature to .38 ya' if you're testin' his
He helped the wife-beater up,
But not before he Brother Ali into some handcuffs
And you can my surprise,
his girl came down the stairs with tears in her eyes
And a in her hand, holdin' her man
that was not the plan...