Luyện nghe bài hát Nine Double Em

(Rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, rat-ta-tat, tatta to make his blood
(4x)

1]
You me you go the wrong season
You got piece I got my piece
And all I need now is a reason for me to start
Matter fact, your rings, watch, and yo house keys
And make it fast shorty, or put gun smoke up in the breeze
And I'm glad he call my bluff cause I ain't really had my gat
It of been nothing for him to peel back
My wig, he saw piggy go wee-wee all the way home
To get my chrome now I got to lock some shots off in that dome (Why's that?)
Because my manhood has got to in pact
He can't play me out in front of the ladies, that shit is wack
But now I got my gat down in the downtown district
Dyin' to spill gravy on this motherfucking biscuit
him kicking it out on Nicklet like it was nothin'
Go the block one more time and I swear to God I'm dumpin'
Looked my shoulder knowin' time was any place
I jumped out the car, unloaded the up in his face!
With no feelin, peelin' out, tires all
Adrenilen to my brain got me than the ceilin'
But people talk, I'll probly never get again
And Minnesota got ten thousand to dump the pistol in

Oooh..
Wa-da-da-dang, wa-da-da-da-dang, listen to my nine go bang (Go Bang!) (4x)

2]
I ran home quick, changed my and dipped in my lady's transam
If they ask you where I am tell em shit
You ain't seen me or from me, she asked where I would go
I said you know I'ma go stay with grandma down in
I know how your car go, way up over a hundred
But I can't get caught speedin, I might be wanted
Man them cops be on it, I can't to get sloppy
Cause if I slip up at any single point yo got me
So I rock the accelerator greater than (???)
Thinking strictly about my journey, what I did still hit me
I touch down in the shy, stay on southside
Just trying to get some after that eight hour drive
And surprised, but always happy to see me
So I'm kicked up at the rest playing watching t.v
And believe me I know that I'm on the run
But I'm happy that this part of the getaway is
I..

3]
Yo, it's kinda hard to live with I did
everytime I close my eyes all I see is me blasting that kid
But yo, I did what I had to do
If that was him in my he would of blasted me too
Besides, mamma cry sometime
And you everyone gotta die sometime
And grandma said I had a in Minnesota that I ain't even know about ya know
And just last week he got his blown out
And so his little was being held today
I'm in black Versacci and mad respect I payed
But whoever shot my cousin sure wet up that bastard
the wake and the funeral was strictly closed casket
But yo, they had his picture on the program and oh
They had his on the program and oh damn
Starred at my cousin on that program and I couldn't speak
the kid that I shot last week