Luyện nghe bài hát I Got The Power

Verse Demon
My is in it til it's over never sober
Bustin over layin Elaine with the cane and the
to Jehovah for the nigga with the Ruger
The young Don the Heron
You know my hustle I bring the fo' to the tussle
Motherfuck your pit with no
So chill 'causeo let me blow for my
Runnin round get like motherfuckin gorillas
bop the wolop, in the spot with the dollop
Pot full of acid, I got the game
Move dimes, hit twenties addicted to money
It could be a hundred degrees and never look
Black I'm tryin to live, somethin got to
But everyday's the same old, runnin from
Mom I'm loco, cause I sell crack and puff cocoa
Yo, the style see it's still the same
And worse comes to worse, I steal the cane
Papi my face, so he don't expect it
Runnin from the so he gots to accept it
Stripped his ass naked, I put a slug in him
He just motherfucker, ain't no love in him
I put a bug in him, never sleep on one who never
I take my breath every time I hit the meth
the D to the E, M to the O N
Blowin, playin shotgun, throwin
Don't you see the shorty with the cap
Don't make me flip motherfucker this baseball bat
to brace yo' gat, 'fore I brace mine, cause I lace nine
From yo' dome to yo' spine
Chorus: Puff
I be, that nigga that yo' can't fuck wit
That nigga that yo' wanna creep wit
That nigga that you get along wit
Playa hate but you do a song wit
That that you see in the videos
That nigga with the jewels and the jiggy
That that'll die for his main man
That with the gettin money gameplan
Verse Two:
Haven't you heard that Bad Boys in silence yet?
When you increase the peace, the mo' it get
I'm sizin you niggaz from the waist up
And I ain't, wettin no you can't touch with makeup
Mr. without the Ladder
It don't matter clap wake up and do a shakeup
badder, since the, baby Finster
I was in the wai-tin for kids to enter
Shit I even blitz the to get chips
Housekeeper with the nine bubble grip
Extra clip in the if I slip
Room service ring the and get the bomb
Blown the hall pearl wide long gone
Plus I got the to ramshack, you dig that?
Worldwide you simply thought where you lived at

Verse Sheek
You really wanna get involved, with the L-O-X car
Tellers, Goodfellas, who we are
You can't us, it ain't shit you could tell us
Jealous dog, cause we like relish
Bad Boys, and we all eat
When it go down, then we heat together
I made the connection with the big man
I done got big plans, to be a little in the big Land
Ghetto star, all gift wrapped
And what you weight, I know cats who sniff that
life, what are you sayin?
If the DA got a nigga payin, papi got him weighin
Anything to do money you can count J in
Next time we bring it to faggots we ain't playin
Cream of the crop, and we never gonna stop
Hittin you in head with that butter from The Lox
(fades)