Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Straight

Sticky doo-hickey smokin on a spliffy mickie
Think he mixin some hash with some of that Humboldt County
with dis sleazy from City, she wanted to freak me
when I was but we did it anyway
Look, drop one or three dozen nickel-plated
up under my seat, why? on my feet
Uhh, cops Elroy's wanna glock me
Chops, ran up in my car
I hope none of y'all ain't in crackin on the Presedential
under my umbrella yibbidy yackin and jaw
and up in there a capella
Cause that ain't the way the GAME was
You 'posed to see that if you
Blastin, cocked to the side,
Comin up out of the chicken spot, pimp -
I'ms on my way to the pizznickin spot, ice -
Pullin out was a n-ah-n-uh-nightmare and I be

Chorus:

all my hustlers at?
Where all my rugers, where all my
all my shooters? Dude when you stay, pop collars
Smoke tweed, twenty-fo'
all my ballers at?
Where all my timahs, shot at?
Where all my It's heavy weight
Give me the money, the pussy, the car and I'm

I pull up on the set - died?
Why all the faces - playboy, it's dry
Dry as in Dry as in thirsty
cause we ain't had no work since
Know you believe us but I got it, who want it?
By the way how y'all been survivin? Shoot we STEPPIN on it!
Uhh - cut out the
From on out {*cough*} no more scribble
Fast quota, a slow nig'
Nigga my fetti's just as as Ron Jeremy's dick!
Eighty-one olda, pimpin don't trip!
Who you be E-40 and The Click!
Uhh, I see the know me in the wind(?)
Family you been? The pen, get in!
Get skirrrt, vzzzzzt, the block
What you see two crackheads steppin over, what? A

Gimme a, Cadillac a black man's drank
A ounce, the ghetto champagne
The lap dance, thick-ass (?) like to
Take off her clothes and get butt-naked, girl down South
A record so I ain't gotta dope deal
A faithful botch, a home-cooked
Take, I like a (?)
with them long-ass fifteen minute with a guard at the gate

2X