Luyện nghe bài hát Ike Turner

(Juss woke up, hurt...)
(Coughing)

Sorry Ike, I was tryin to help you
You? Tryin to help

(Mack 10)
Snatchin the in the headlock
It's that nigga the and Dre Dog straight doggin
Punk bitches we be
me that nigga that post in the corner with a dunce hat
But fuck
These hoes got a nigga on so Dre Dog, get way back
And I be, that nigga I-K-E, and we know who you gonna
So sit and be O.J.
For now, we gonna plot and this murder
I a nigga say that you can't fuck with Ike Turner
So I'm be that nigga who put these hoes out
out, locced out
to go all out
And rip a heffa's out
So spill out your brains bitch, all the carpet
I was in the market, you got as a target
Now mine you see the eye of me and you say gansta
Gangsta, that's they be yellin for me
nigga I-K-E nigga aka murder
That nigga Ike

Sorry Ike, I was tryin to help you
You? Tryin to Ike?
Sorry Ike, I was only to help you
You? to help Ike?

(Mac 10)
Stirrin, yeah I'm gonna this shit like coffee
You hoes that wanna be bossy ball Mac cause I will off the
Like skill kill blood be runnin off the table
The black bald headed back so now you got to prey for
Your life as you look the face of M-A-C
But you don't see me you see the M-I-R-A-G-E of me
And my ax as i crizack your
For fuckin the Mac, you dirty ass rat
See, I could be a guy
I'd rather be a bad guy, and look in your izeye
Before I see you
You can fetch a dolla, I love when I hear hoes
And choke, from my hands around they collar
The Graveyard is back and, I'm in all and
My all bloodshot, cause death got me locked
So, I'm ready to snap and, Dre can't me back and
Cause I'm too far gone nigga too far
My baby mama hates me, I her till she couldn't breath
And tightened up, until I seen her nose
I told you on Dre's album choke em until color switch
Juss me (cleana man, love to see your body twitch
I'm a lunatic man, a murder man
But you can call me Mac 10
So don't cross me cause you will be G
Dre and Mac 10 nigga out the dark

(Dre Dog)
I be that that be the mothafucka here
The mothafucka
a Tina out and have her sleepin like a bear
In the winter, you lookin for the then enter
I'm warning ya, slapping you like Abaloneya
So now, indo got me snappin like an alligator
Take her up and down a mothafuckin elevator
Serve em, I gotta get the money (right)
Then hit em the force of a car crash dummy
These hoes will a muthafuckas heart on cold
Stoppin like 4th and goal
And on 4th and goal, I'm for the blitz
But I'm gonna set up in the for an LT hit like bam
Bitch you think I give a God
backboards on 180 jams
You little heffa, I'm breathin down your mothafuckin
reactions like a black hero Vietnam vet
Upset, you lost a fuckin million dollar check
To a heffa who's was tattooed on his neck