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 missin like the O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
That's the AK47 made his love me.
Bullets like you can hear them bitches hummin,
Don't let that bird shit, he got a stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I don't I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, a nigga in his thigh and leg,
tell him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest nigga it,
Bet baby.
These other dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get back get back boy a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade 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 comes to that I stack books.
You what I said,
I can put you on your feet or put some on your head.
Life 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 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 make him feel like a kid again.
Relax and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana
Throw you in a choke - gun smoke, gun
Biggie smalls for mayor, the rap
The layer - motherfucker say your prayers
Hail mary full of grace.. smack the in the face;
Take her bag and the north face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me honey
I don't wanna rape ya, i just the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
the one you call mr. macho, the head honcho
Swift like camacho, i got so
Much style i should be wit the stylistics
Make up to break up {*singing in niggaz need to wake up
Smell the indonesia; you to a seizure
Then your moms, hit the skins til amnesia
She don't remember shit! the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the hooker beggin for the
And moms ain't ugly love; my dick got rock quick
I guess i was a combination of house of pain and brown
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her i asked her who's the man; she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her (yo big, you're dead wrong)