Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement his knuckles, gorilla like with it
Run a background check, bet you say he livid
He got a out there mayne! He don't wear a muzzle
coast fixture, disrespect him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig with a shovel
Broccoli in the air, gathered up in a
'Bout to blast off - like a space
RealHustlersUnite.com, born in the
be weak, gotta earn your keep
Gotta stay woke while everybody asleep
Cause they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and
Creep up on you from and make yo' melon leak
Watch yo' back, and yo'
Gotta the kind of guns that hunters use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be prepared for
I was built for this shit, seen cats get in this shit
for either flappin they lips, or over a chick
Either that or they or owe somebody some chips
Used to flea flick and pitch, around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I don't know if y'all
I'm tryin to bubble like sodas funky like halitosis
Stanky gritty no pity, a killer in every city
On the ave where it's mannish, up with the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now havin contractions
All boys, not girls like the
Sellin that like the Kardashians
On the like a weave! Loaded as fuck, geeked
Got a pint of that there oil and a zap of
And I wish a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm
I'ma send him back in a box and I ain't 'bout a Chevy
I'm somethin heavy, that'll fuck a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, look like a curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, goes the hundred drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, they come
Flatlined, folks cryin, "My was an angel sir!"
But little did she that her lil' devil was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, into somethin
A peeler, runnin, the po'-po' and the soil, he had it comin
BEOTCH!