Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

Howdy do mother its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin the fuckin O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me.
Bullets birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz I'm sick 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 catch up mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
These other niggaz dope, I'm wet baby, yes.
Get back get back boy a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, 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 cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it to that paper I stack books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your or put some money on your head.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every mother at the door don't get a key,
You outside in, so tell me what you see.
Its about its bigger than me
I told my homies don't him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you fuckin the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him like a kid again.
and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a - gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie smalls for mayor, the rap
The hooker layer - motherfucker say your
Hail mary full of grace.. smack the bitch in the
Take her gucci bag and the face
Off her back, jab her if she act
with 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 be down wit the stylistics
Make up to break up {*singing in niggaz need to wake up
Smell the indonesia; beat you to a
fuck your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember shit! the two hits!
Her the floor, and me hittin the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the hooker beggin for the
And your ain't ugly love; my dick got rock quick
I guess i was a combination of house of pain and bobby
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her then i asked her who's the she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her (yo big, you're dead wrong)