Luyện nghe bài hát Spliff N Wessun

(Sean Price)
It go stop the bullshit
Playing game niggaz, hopskotch when the click
make me pop ya
Ya eye and blue, bitch, Frank Sinatra
You see SP, you'll be rasta
Think it's peace & love, but I think to ya
gangsta rappers, got ya thinking mobster
It's a fact, you're and act, or, you Oscar's, no
That's I slap this jerk
Tell your Jesus piece, send him back to church
Niggaz actin' like my gat don't work
Til you hit and then in the dirt, I'm screamin' that you hurt
Motherfuckin' right, that shit
Niggaz play tackle football a plastic Nerf
Bitches dreadlocks and drinks in the back
Suck dick, plus we biscuits from scratch

(Rustee Juxx)
Niggaz 9-11
I told the Smif Wess, one nine,
Forty and P2 29's
Storyline, it begins once a crime
Rustee in the gutter like stash crack
Any block, any bitch, I'ma that
Aiyo, fuck force 1's, rip in they goretex
Blaze up, fools you walk me a vortex
Size 3, Brooklyn
Mossberg, music, duke don't get it

(Sean Price)
I shine (you shine)
In this day of (we pop off ya head with the nine)
Nah (we not soft, go head the lies
you a knockoff, ya plans and designs is
Off the table, I'm dead broke, nigga, they off my cable

(Rustee Juxx)
The criminal of the year, yea I'm to rob
So ya shine off when you see me on the job
Do to the mac, I'm strapped, to clap
React, stop runnin' ya yap, and runnin' ya
Sure top and blue gems
you in ya Benz, for stoppin' gold rims
Pumpin' on the block, through that glow stim
And I'm rollin' on 10, the of my Timbs

(Sean Price)
Let me get a sandwich and a bottle of juice please
A change left, fuck it, give me two loosies
We got no track
Three songs, one session, it's a ol' rap

(Rustee Juxx)
Still rip a ass, raw rap on the red
Catch me in the spot, triggin' on the dred
See me in the flesh, real liftin' ya
Only feel is the flame, fifth in ya
In the cut wit ya bitch, feelin' up on her butt and her
You wanna but she can start suckin' his dick
I got a click move more crowds than Eric B.
With a shotgun, air ho tech, and eag's