Luyện nghe bài hát That's What I Said

(lynch):
Now I'm the type of that'll leave a horse head in ya bed
with ya wife, then commence to knifin'
Get away clean with the glock 17 in my lap
As I creep away in the cadillac
you know I got shit to do
Fake id, 'cause I been murderin' like hiv
As I creep real slow through your vessels
Five later, nigga, God bless you
Now I'm stressed with the smith &
My music career ain't been the
Bound to my momma wearin' a tight dress
Bitch my money right
Or get ya throat slit an in the bushes as ya inside gushes
Then I'm through the night, mozzaradi with cauz
He hittin' corners tight
Nigga you I'm right
My momma taught me, nigga give a fuck
And when I die, crumble me in a and smoke me up
That's said

(loki):
I'm up off the hocus poucus
My is a murderous psychosis, and muthafuckas know this
I'm to pull the pin up out the grenade
And hand you the pineapple and say muthafucka, hold this
Loki and the murder show, the sequence begins with in the mo-mo
We seein' alibi's provided, we frequent, and now my niggas
clips in the pen, and do that shit, smoke the buddah shit
See when they say siccmade, whispers in your ear, the is bitter
muthafuckas into smithers
Triple x liquor, with but curse in our verses
Obscene, unfit for mainstream magazines
Lace you up in and see that ass ignited
I mean we got the v-8 for your gangsta
I seen war and street marines
Dirty in the hands of ghetto fiends
I'm between the hard life and ghetto dreams
I got schemes with black and get away like o.j., clean
The ripgut, he got the cannibalistic qz, and the illegitimate got 16
You see the front news only show the inmates, and not the cage
While elections with the public's rage
Fuck those who criticize, let 'em lead their lives the shit we done
And then say that we right
That's what I

(lynch):
pits in the backyard, I don't feed 'em
Hafta buy a pit a week gone eatin'
Off that mad dog I'm bout to take my money
Ski mask, manage, better take advantage
this, radiation and mushroom blast
It's 20g, I gotta plot my shit and get my cash
D-dub around the corner in the
Zigg zagg in the trash can the auto mag last time I saw her
Beta, look out by the liquor store
Loki, you hear movement, nigga you know, do that hoe
Time's murder so I'm plottin'
Creep with a hand cannon, takin' out nigga banstandin'
'cause I'm aggressive a wolverine
done caught that ass and got the gasoline
Hot out your worstest
it all adds up to sittin' in hawaii
With a ak on my lap off that stuff
what I said