Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

Howdy do fuckaz its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I gotta the cannon.
Listen close I got tape and rope,
I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the AK47 made his love me.
Bullets like birds you can hear bitches hummin,
Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
These other dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get boy it's a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you strapped we can like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some niggaz cry wolf, I'm on dry Cush,
And when it to that paper I stack books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your feet or put money on your head.
ain't cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
Shout out my fee.
See mother fucker at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so tell me you see.
Its about money its than me
I told my homies don't kill him bring the to me, yea.
Don't miss, you with the hit man,
a nigga make him feel like a kid again.
Relax and take notes, i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a - gun smoke, gun smoke
smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer - say your prayers
Hail mary of grace.. smack the bitch in the face;
her gucci bag and the north face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny the money oh you got me mistaken honey
I don't wanna rape ya, i want the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
Who's the one you call mr. macho, the head
fist like camacho, i got so
Much style i should be down wit the
Make up to up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to wake up
Smell the beat you to a seizure
Then your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't shit! just the two hits!
Her the floor, and me hittin the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the beggin for the dick
And your moms ain't love; my dick got rock quick
I i was a combination of house of pain and bobby brown
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her then i her who's the man; she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her (yo big, you're dead wrong)