Luyện nghe bài hát Times Wastin'

one
You can't even tho'
Examples, and ya wrote
I run up on ya ass fast, and slit ya throat
Carry my weight like luggage, my is thuggish ruggish
It's on from storm, I'm wearin' the teflon
Rest in in rubbish, free spots, and ez spots
like holly mzots, one of the top notches of the block
And I hardly touch my pz knots, point five
Thirtys dirty twenty five, to glit money live
I flip, shit to nix
ya picture, throw'em all that
Sippin' on that, you ain't hard
Ah, you to buildin'
I'm like ya heart at
I'm lack as communcations, to the I wanna talk
'cause, wuz born to hawk, won't slove ya town
And get apart, times wastin'

[singer]- it's the life you live, when your hangin' on
a thug, and you tryin' to get you shit off
How do you do it? how do you it? (2x)

talkin' over chorus]
It's no way out the
You see it

two
The devil don't me yet, so I pack teks
out my will, wit a black cease a rep
I mics, like hardaway
And never get stripped, ya boy shit
When he ridin' on my
Nigga ya foulin' out, hackin' me wit the wack
Grabin' ya nine, shootin' scared snatch mine
I murder niggaz, you on the humble tip
And use murderin' al, 'cause he don't shit
They of me, so they ran and got they homies
Thinkin' the tendaroonies, fatal dog, I'll
Fuck me, just stuck me like you love
I every co'na , and ain't a damn nigga stuck me
I'm fresh out of jail, and caught a on a hoe
Beatin' down slow, 'cause you niggaz, don't

(2x)

Verse
Immortal outlaw, come hold a eleven, south board
My clout board, I'm clockin' spots down soar
I'm bad company, these be huntin' me
Frontin', and say dumped at me
But to smoke a blunt, I dump on three and act quick
Have shit, in ma jacket, bullet burn like
When I fire, and rapid, you can take it from the
I'll be glockin' till I drop, a deuce
On my boots, wit the chocolate, on top
I can't be stoped, wiled al, named kadafi
watch me, told me these streets iz black hockey
Told me I'll play the goalie, wit the four four
Slipt ya mellon galier, when I rip this bumpin up out of ya
Leaven hotter scorns, hot spots and co'nas
Don't say I wanted, when you be got you'll be co'ned
These streets ain't half steppin', they got weapons for ain't
If you ain't shelled, lately, they got places for public safety, times

(4.5x)