Luyện nghe bài hát The Server

Ughhh! Gully and gritty
Huh! Heavy drug {pull over please}
Lower development
Hustlers thousands {CHING!}
supplier, uhh
Pullin (po-po man, po-po!)
Kissin my street sign
Grippin the block pliers (pliers?)
I'm as as can be
I'ma keep it my nigga, hoe shit don't sit too well with me
(Uh-uh!) I was breathin in the {?}
Beverly Hillbilly, black gold, Texas tea... where merk you
And peel potato instead of knucklin up
And squabbin like a hockey player doo doo doo}
I'm not a I'm the server
Some of you niggaz become own best customers

I'm not a knock I'm the server

Uhhhhah! and dabblin
and fiddle-faddlin (fiddle-faddlin?)
Rippin up
Overkill, gettin 47 (11 of 'em)
Cerebral cortex pushed back {doo doo doo
If I catch you out the sack
can get found, touched up and hurt
long as you do your (that's right)
long, steady bright
Man these got ears, take the battery out your phone
(Take it out man!) He'll make it home
Co-defendant was tellin, they stabbed him a turkey bone
(Snitch!) That's the consequences for
Got a on his ass, caught him slippin in the kitchen
(Shank me!) Niggaz talk a good one but they
Fools be spineless, they got no

I'm not a knock I'm the [4X]

Uhhhh! On the soil dice (I got those)
Dopefiend (zombies)
Leeches and
Restless and sleepless nights
Pistols and
on feet and bikes {nobody move}
Broken windows and lights
Collect calls and kits (it's yo' potnah mayne!)
The housin and the law enforcement agency
Bat my do', makes me beam me up and taze me
While my girlfriend, was TV
Mindin her own business, feedin our newborn baby
(AHHH!) I asked 'em where the warrant, they hatin
Tearin up my apartment, but came up nathin (BEATCH!)
My yola was at spot
Too much traffic, had the hot

I'm not a knock I'm the [4X]