Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

I never stayed my ass home, I always that I was grown
In the traffic I was gone you see my was made of stone
Got a problem with me? Then feel free

Don't be under yo breath
'Cuz that might be the cause of death
I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks main
So let's get this shit out in the

I used to to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones
Now it's a whole different ball game niggas carry guns
A sucka will kill you first and you will be layin' in the
Takin' a deep ass sleep it wasn't worth

you wasn't a punk, niggas don't want to thump
Niggas just want to and shot up a niggas trunk
I met a bitch last at the Orgen Room
Bought her a drink and said, "Whats up on the room?"

Just then I some trouble kickin' in
her X-boyfriend who had just got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to when the liquors talkin'
muthafucka step on my toe and kept on walkin'
I said, "What's up with ya potna, say me or somethin'"
He turned around looked at me and started mean

I guess he thought he fear until I said
"Nigga don't you know I'll you touchin' everything in here"
He went for his pistol and didn't I was strapin'
Dag nab it, I had to let him it

What type of did he think you was E?
I know he didn't think that you were some kind of or somethin'
He must of retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin'
Now tell me somethin' why do wait
Till that commits himself to realize
That a hillside is the wrong type of nigga to fuck with?

E do you feel me? Yeah, I feel ya
Well, take it to the next page then
Oh, you mean that about the dungeon? You know

The next morning, I'm in the dungeon-wonderin'
I be dissed, nope I did it in self defense
I wasn't twisted, I even started yet
It to fast before someone could stop me

I wish I had dank weed
While I wait out these 24 hours before I plead
Freedom I'm gonna ya
(I wish I had dice)
Made me some dice out of some and toilet tissue

Now this the part that's up
I walks into the dayroom manner room the fuck
I thought that I would straight make, ah
The front of the newspaper

up a do wop, shut up a do wop
Man 'bout to send me up state, ah
Talking that shit about makin' me a faggot
I make a shank outta plastic and let a have it

That's what's goin' down
'Cuz when a down for the count
You gotta be about it or be it
'Cuz what a muthafucka once told me see a sleep
Leave him in the middle of the street
If you can't stand the heat stay up out the

Now I'm in the county's face
Fighting this ass 187 case
Shoot me a kite a good way to mingle
I'll be in this bitch shit on the fuckin' shingle

Gettin' big as a house- up
400 club waiting for the Mercedes deep it up
My came true after almost 2 years of incareration
Now I'm out drinkin' brew fun with my folks
everybody gettin' twisted and crackin' jokes

Huggin' anybody
I missed every nigga in my click and I ain't
We out to a party
I'm on P-role but can I say

I can't let 'em know I'm
I roast but I'm not a damn peanut
Now I'm at the party, thought I
Dancin' the dead niggas fine ass cousin

I wonder if she my, my, my
The been lovin' me ever since Hogan High
She had some hard ass cousins that wit it
They went out they way to sure that I didn't get it

But now tricks is for kids silly
I had to let 'em have, muthafucka,

Muthafucka,