Luyện nghe bài hát A Lot

I'm on the outside... I'm on the outside...

1:]
See these ni**az get it till I spazz out
When I see a full moon and they out
Get a dutch get a light then out
More smoke fire till I pass out
That's how get finished like popeye's spinach
On a top five list, go cop my
Never cop out the cops out
Do not doubt I got {clout} the {rapper's rappers rap
C-H-A-R like an A-R
my shits mean so get lean
The MVP in pink, no draft
drastic, get ya ass whipped
Don't gimme no help just gimme ya
So when you start feeling ya self, you'd be the welt
Charles hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the
This beat is so crack, I got jeezy in the

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I want in and I in

2:]
Got ni**as holding head whenever they cipher with me
Get rowdy I got Roddy Piper with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I might just hit until I ya kidney
And watchu do (Not a god damn thing)
ya man gon do (not a god damn thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god damn ring and watch ya ass with (not a god damn thing)
I never lost a battle so fuck u rap
All you do is double talk, I don't trust u rap
You rap no class, so I cut u rap ni**as
Give you a pound?, the hell would I touch u rap
It's me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new
You see yo name on the list, why you mad?
My my fam you don't get it my man
I'm for the game little ni**a I- Am

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I in and I want in

3:]
See I was out in cleveland, raised here in harlem
Money or not, I'm gon' here in harlem
Play here in harlem lay in harlem
I'm already ghost, see my here in harlem
I stay clear of problems but it finds me
So I sit on ni**as that say is grimy
A day in my life make a hot picture
Not just 1 song like that fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the chicken soup
I make new and my ni***s do it too
Fuck the box, man I'm living through the roof
Living my condition ain't got shit to do with u
{The hits that they produce} isn't you fools used to
I ate the apple from the tree and made it fruity
Cause I'm the babe ruth of the booth stay true to my roots
Make music but you,

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See true colors
Inside ugly
like me
I can see you
See in the you