Luyện nghe bài hát Let Em Have It

(E-40)
I never stayed my ass home I always thought that I was
In the traffic I was gone you see my head was made of
Got a problem me?
Then feel free muthafucka Don't be under yo breath
'cause might be the cause of your death
'cause I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his main
So lets get this shit out in the
I to like to go from the shoulders get em up, one on ones
Now it's a whole ball game niggas that carry guns
A sucka will kill you first, and you be layin in the hurst
Takin a deep ass knowin it wasn't worth
Provin you wasn't a
Niggas don't to thump
just want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk
I met a last week at the Orgen Room
Bought her a drink and "whats up on the telly room?"
Just then I felt some trouble in
Spotted her X-boyfriend who had got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to baulkin when the liquors
Drunk step on my toe and kept on walkin
I said "what's up ya potna, say excuse me or somethin"
He turned around looked at me and mean muggin
I guess he thought he pumped fear I said
"Nigga don't you know I'll you touchin everything in here"
He went for his pistol and know I was strapin
Dag nab it, I had to let him it

What of nigga did he think you was E?
I he didn't think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin.
He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a out of killin
Now tell me somethin' why do muthafuckas wait till that nigga
himself to realize that a hillside is the wrong type of
nigga to Fuck E do you feel me?
Yeah I ya sahob
Well lets it to the next page then
Oh you mean that part about the
You Knoowww!!!

The morning, I'm sittin in the dungeon-wonderin
Should I be dissed nope I did it in self
I wasn't twisted, I hadn't started yet
It happened to before someone could stop me
I wish I had some WEED
While I out these 24 more hours before I plead
Freedom I'm miss ya (I wish I had some dice)
Made me some dice out of some water and tissue
Now the part thats fucked up
I walks the dayroom manner room what the fuck
I thought that I would straight make ah
The front page of the
Shut up a do wop, up a do wop
Man they to send me up state ah
Talking that shit makin me a muthafuckin faggot
I make a outta plastic and let a nigga have it

That's whats goin down
'cause a muthafuckas down for the count
You be about it or be without it
'cause what a muthafucka once told me see a mark
Leave him in the middle of the street
If you can't stand the heat up out the kitchen