Luyện nghe bài hát What You Can't C

[Hook - 2X]
Let me roll somethin'
Let me somethin' witcha
Let me this up
Let me blow somethin'

1]
Mr X to the Z dog, I had to do it
Locked the game down like Martha
Like a big bodied Mercedes, get it
This no luck of the draw, I'm supposed to do it
They say we're in the last so I stay with the bottle
And stay swingin' for the fifths its no tomorrow
Make a nigga trade like I'm custom model
Each one, teach one, we lead, so follow
soft like avocado, trying to hold bravado
My tips be hollow, some hard shit to swallow
It's the S.A.S express don't get caught on the
We got no we just break backs
We came in broke, now we got to with the whole stack
Get slapped get like a dope sack
Cannabis and cheeba on the block a heater
if I can't sell mine, y'all can't neither

You can me in the magazines
Or watch me on the TV
If you ever tryin' to for me
gon' be the last day you breath
Nobody rides for free
You fuckin' with a O.G
I stick 'n like a young Ali
You can't hit you can't see.... (me, me)

Let me somethin' witcha
Let me smoke witcha
Let me this up
Let me blow withca

2]
To all my niggaz Cool-O
Gettin' bent in
Watchin' the game, can't stop us from livin'
I was givin' the direction but I never it
The path was crooked and so I learned to cook it
It's the black ?, the world on his
Animal instinct, to my habitat
Any situation,
You get manhandled and slapped down, mean not around
I think big like the heart rests in my chest
Fuck motherfuckers that pray for my death
Niggaz want me to show love, but ain't left
Won't speak no names, I won't my breath
Got too stamina, too much energy
Strengthen capabilities to crush my
And that feelin' brings me and tranquility
Real estate, power, cars in Italy

You can me in the magazines
Or me on the TV screen
If you tryin' to take for me
That's gon' be the day you breath
here rides for free
You fuckin' a real O.G
I stick 'n move a young Ali
You can't hit what you see...(me, me)

Let me roll witcha
Let me smoke somethin'
Let me this up
Let me blow withca

3]
Another nigga Xzibit just can't be found
I eliminate dead slowin' me down
Don't know how to down only hold my ground
Check the
They just it and spray
Ya'll niggaz just sloppy and gay, get hit a K
Stand trial for murder and me away
bows like Anthony Pillar
For my foes, bullet hoes ya clothes and that fake Chinchilla
For all my in the hustle, celebrate ya life
Bush administration tryin' to take your life
X man exchange the data, hate the
Hit the earth so hard leaving and craters
wanna spend money on hats and gaters
Hoes in Vegas they gotta chrome and dames
But wanna do a third of the work
I an empire from dirt
I put you in a of hurt...fucker!!!

You can read me in the
Or watch me on the TV
If you ever tryin' to for me
That's gon' be the day you breath
Nobody rides for free
You fuckin' a real O.G
I stick 'n move a young Ali
You can't hit you can't see...(me, me)