Luyện nghe bài hát Sonny's Missing

Then who will beat
I don't know, you know I can't reveal that sort of to you
Well I got my money yet
Head splash, caught him... (eight stories or something)
million stories, nigga
Word up, from the hard streets of
Motherfucker to New York, all over the world,
We win, all day everyday, nigga (Son is missing now, man)
Ya bitch-ass nigga, watch what (Get on it man, for real)
the shit, yo, aiyo, aiyo...
They found his head splashed, caught him by the side of the
He had a mask on, four-five why did you him?
It was to happen, clicked the shit back
Yo, this is the deal, you get on the floor and lay in the
Had me handcuffed, take two of the kush
I see you out here, your name's real, can't let you get
He had a team, Japanese fiend, all of greened down
lit, blood on his Adidas was thick
One second homey, walked over, was boney
Long nose joint, "Hold him", the nigga head, broke his Roley
Where the shorty? Shorty start smiling, "Y'all niggaz is puss"
Yo, Lex, these niggaz, vets, they gush
of meat flew off his cheek bone, broke a seat
Had a hole in his 'Lo shirt and took all his
Untied him, he fell, legs and son wouldn't tell
Now it gets deep, son falling asleep

They woke him back up, him with the Mac, "Where ya slut? "
I heard you copped a new Beemer and glasses is rough
They was the joints, eighteen karets, bought 'em right in Brazil
He had the steal on 'I'm, niggaz went savage, had him spread out
T position, opened his up
him in the leg bone, he rose up like Kung Tut
Still riffing, why for real my niggaz'll still get it
All of us yelling, he I'll it
Mouth bloody, muddy Gucci joints on, them shits was hundred
Couldn't to kill him, his sons wanted it
Champion hoody was gone, they broke his neck in five places
Pushed him down the rail and it his face
Yo, chill, nigga,
Police, police, the bullhorn...
(Aiyo, son, niggaz better start flushing the toilet, man)
They just fucking this nigga, my nigga
(Better stop leaving ya dirty fucking hoodies around, man)
Hit this in the back of his fucking head
You, man? (Yo, man, the nigga whole head desintegrated, nigga)
(There's a police outside) Listen, B, aiyo...
They running the building, man
(Y'all gotta shut the fuck up, man)
(Then you wonder why be getting busted?
Man, y'all is yelling, man
We in the back cooking, B, on, man
the fuck? Langston, go to the store
I'm stilling waiting for the soda)