Luyện nghe bài hát Psycho Rhymes

Yo it's 1992 and Master P is back up in this

(Yo man lets do this shit right, man. If everybody right, then put yo
right hand over yo heart, and let yo left hand yo nut. Now everybody
along, bitch.)

(STOP THE MUSIC!)

We are the
We are the
We are the ones that sell crack
So let's start

There's a fiend in hood
Dumb fiends bring they pipes
It's truly nigga betta
That's why we

(C'mon everybody)

We are the
We are the
We are the that sell crack cocaine
So let's sellin'

(Talking muffled by beats)

Check this out
I'm at party
two bitches lookin' hella pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they T
I say "Your hole there - it's to explode"
I took a gat to her ass & she off her clothes
In other words I be fast like a pick...pocket

See- I'm a mother-fuckin' maniac I top it
I talk to the ... before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood
I yo life and take yo arms and cut the bitches off
And play a bloody mother-fuckin' game of
And break your arms, your I shoulda did it sooner

Reach in yo stomach - out a piece o' tuna
I you're dead, you're ghost, you gotta go
You untested, cause DAMN they like codes

For a dead bitch - ya give some head
Ya must be on yo period - 'cause my is bloody red
I it in you
I see you face - ya ta cry
But before ya do make me out them eyes...
me slap yo mother-fuckin' face but don't speak
That big round ass could make some luncheon meat

In other you're dead, you got your cap peeled
See I'm a crazy motherfucker and that real

Yo man, whacha think about
(Man, you say about that is bullshit - that shit ain't real)

Oh, aight, this out

It's and Master P is back in this motherfucker
Ya know what I'm
I had to get a lil' stupid 'cause last year some niggaz was talkin'
But see, I'm
Ya know I'm sayin'
I'm about to get
And all them motherfuckers that try to me
gonna be a bloody murda

Yo Kent, up some of that gangsta-ass music