Luyện nghe bài hát Melting Pot

I'm not a thug, no, no, no, no, I'm not a
But I won't hesitate to back, bust and point blank ya
Lord ya, I'm like that coke and weed
When it burn slow, motherfucker I'll ya

what I been taught on these streets
Ain't a goddamn thing that can't be bought on streets
You want a life gone, could be done
I'm a nigga that did ten years, I'm eager to come

In the game and do more than
I'm loco in the brain, I'm that man with the
And I bring the pain, they know me out here
I these bitches cocaine 'cause they blow me out here

I'm always out here, y'all it real
But I keep it realer, make my first mill off the deal
But I'm still gon' be labeled a dope dealer
I'm just the facts motherfucker

I hang with Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dealers and these here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em
I with Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these here my
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em

I got really foul Kung flo flow
I'm tryna get that really foul do doe
But you don't me homie, so don't judge me
I rep the real Miami, that's why the loves me

The wanna bug me, haters wanna slug me
I thank God 'cause the only thing that's above me
Above me, y'all gon' feel me till it like
Losin' your family over else's work

Or losin' your 'cause your co-defendant chirped
Or losin' your brain them thangs done burped
It gets worse, this is for that'll never see the sun again
That'll pick shit for a balloon just to get it in

This is what was fed to him, is why
The game let him in here, being me, Pit
Being it, Pitbull and Trick, from the down south
we from the bottom, shit

I with Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em
I with Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these here my
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em

Lord, Your Son got problems and I know You know
'Cause You made all possible
I a dangerous ass life, You know
So, I thank You for doctors and Your hospitals

God for the thugs too
He understand what these do
He wanna see us all through
But only if niggaz in the hood

Hell, prayin' ain't wrong but the squeezin'
Could you go an innocent man
While these weak niggaz grillin' his
They tellin' ya dawg, reducin' business

If I doin' this then I'd go do him in
'Cause if he was dead he say he knew me then
For niggaz who lie when they pull me in
It's in the older cell that they threw me in

And I pray for 'em

I hang with Puerto Ricans and killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these here my
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And dope dealers and these here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em