Luyện nghe bài hát Let Em Have It

(E-40)
I never stayed my ass home I thought that I was grown
In the traffic I was gone you see my head was of stone
Got a problem me?
Then feel muthafucka Don't be talkin under yo breath
'cause that might be the cause of death
'cause I'ma quick to stop a nigga in his tracks
So get this shit out in the open
I used to like to go from the shoulders get em up, one on
Now it's a whole different ball game that carry guns
A will kill you first, and you will be layin in the hurst
Takin a deep ass knowin it wasn't worth
Provin you a punk
Niggas want to thump
Niggas want to funk and shot up a niggas trunk
I met a bitch week at the Orgen Room
Bought her a drink and "whats up on the telly room?"
then I felt some trouble kickin in
Spotted her who had just got out the pen
Muthafuckas get to baulkin the liquors talkin
Drunk muthafucka step on my toe and kept on
I said "what's up with ya potna, say me or somethin"
He turned around looked at me and started mean
I guess he thought he pumped fear I said
"Nigga you know I'll have you touchin everything in here"
He went for his pistol and know I was strapin
Dag nab it, I had to let him it

What type of nigga did he you was E?
I he didn't think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin.
He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of
Now tell me somethin' why do muthafuckas wait that nigga commits
himself to realize that a hillside hillbilly is the wrong of
nigga to Fuck E do you feel me?
I feel ya sahob
Well take it to the next page then
Oh you mean that part the dungeon?
You Knoowww!!!

The morning, I'm sittin in the dungeon-wonderin
Should I be dissed nope I did it in defense
I wasn't twisted, I hadn't even yet
It happened to fast before someone stop me
I wish I had some DANK
While I wait out these 24 more hours I plead
Freedom I'm miss ya (I wish I had some dice)
Made me some dice out of some water and tissue
Now this the part thats up
I into the dayroom manner room what the fuck
I never thought that I would make ah
The page of the newspaper
up a do wop, shut up a do wop
Man they bout to send me up ah
Talking that shit about me a muthafuckin faggot
I make a shank outta and let a nigga have it

whats really goin down
'cause when a down for the count
You gotta be about it or be it
'cause what a muthafucka once told me see a sleep
Leave him sleep in the middle of the
If you stand the heat stay up out the kitchen