Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Flush

[Verse 1: Big
I am the wrong nigga to and the first nigga to jam
With the AK-cuatro siete microphone in hand
Goddamn. Generation uno, Fam
The lab is filled potions of emotions out the ass
I laugh when you think you have seen the last
But it's only the beginning my nigga don't be so
Pass gas, it down to a screeching halt
Impeach the President cause he don't before he talk
Iraq, goddamn; now he gunning for
North Korea got that shit that make LA like Japan
Our land, nah man, like the Caribbean
Billy Ocean bodies floating, take a voyage to

[Verse 2:
Selling glass and blasting, sling past
Next Bowling Green, bling flashing
my ass off, Po-Po they try to harass
My - ching cash - and I sit in my dash and vent
You know the W that from Dirty Bast
Bird baths, love to stunt, we got birds gats
Fly past, buy NASA, up with the cash
Why blast when you we in your crib? Bypass
I mastered what? The treasurer of ass
Whip assing, red pipe and slick nasty
Sassy, but at the time raspy
me a thug, your mother eating plaster

[Verse 3: 3000]
Styles will change. They say is dang-erous
As a King standing on the
his partner pointing up at the riflemen
Coward shooter, never know your life will end
Then live like ain't no 'morrow
And if one then this the motto
Now I put in bottle
You go to the nearest beach and open your car
And walk to the place where the sea the land
Yeah, it's easier to run the street than in the sand
Hey, I'm talking young man. As if in my hand
I will y'all little ass to school
It's cool when the kids me Sunny, the hood calls me Stacks
The B's call me honey, Hollywood calls me
Crack and I a lot in common
We both come up in the and we keep that bass pumping
a nega-tive comparison, embarrassing
Unfortunate that if you come up fortunate the streets you lame
Ha, I thought the name of the game was to have a better
I guess it ain't. What a
I don't slang. Never slung but I'm one with the
That has a name fitting, plenty cheese getting
No why they call it the trap, so watch your tail
And I'm not kidding, the rats and will give advice
say, "you can paint and draw, get out of here
Go show them that we're than slanging raw."
That's when I broke my Big Rube impression
And I tried to but that night I learned a lesson
That the that you think you got go out the window
When all the other kids are fresh and got new Nintendo Wiis
And your child is down on her knees hard up to God
For a with cheese
Do you B) hit the street with a flair
Or do you A) go to for heating and air?
Dare an honest living or make a crooked killing
Or do a bit of both until you're holding on a
Brilliant. You got one in, one foot out
You put your left back in and then you shake it all about
You do the hokey til you turn your life around
That's what all about. 3000 out