Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

Y'all niggas is me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody me?
I ain't with who gon' shoot who
I'm only with music, and who break through
FUCK YOU, for thinkin platinum is the goal
These niggas gettin they money, but losin they soul
I wanna hear shit from you niggas with no background
No backbones, you get no to back down
how we deal witcha, peons, no chips
Changin whips out so can look richer
I see the big picture, in the kitchen
bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen niggas hit with so time loc
have to die and come back three times to see them white folks
Take notes, cause you will be
Vested up, drunk as fuck, caliber weapons
I you.. rap niggas, fuckin it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, the cut
For real in the street, really hustlin weight
See they networks and blueprints on tapes
Johnny Law on, soakin up the game
How you think they find the stash spots and follow the slang?
Grown men cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too laid to holla

Look at what we behind
We back at square one, ridin, with to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin worth fo'
The blind lead the blind a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
mine up, cause nothin ever last forever
Never out of my reach, we blast whoever
I can a muh'fucker from his ass to his last thought
talk, then stomp through the asphault
It's yo' fault we for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, jealousy and the
Can't stop me nigga, my too militant
God blessed me with a
And a heavy combination that'll cave your face in
So don't make me hurt you, patience is
only got a few of us let, huh

Primo me up
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where do
Whatever the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but
take another life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, flaggin red and blue baby
Designer drugs, and thugs
Can't shoot, folks, hit with slugs
One day gon' all make sense, 'til then
Use your brains and strength it's your best defense, c'mon