Luyện nghe bài hát Touched

Listen up, I got a story to
Hey, fool, up, I got a story to tell
Say, dawg, listen up, I got a story to
Say, man, listen up, I got this story to tell on the

Now, once upon a not too long ago
A nigga, like had to strong arm a ho
Now, this was not a ho in the sense of a pussy
But a havin' no God damn sense, tryin' to push me
He to hold dick, now he wanna be in my shoes

Hatin' like a baby, mama I'm payin' my dues
to hold on to my little chunk but now but a punk
In the parkin' lot bumpin' his gums with his in the trunk
Oh, what? I'm supposed to jump you got a pump
You that bitch in the sky, you chump

Point that this way and dump, oh, what?
You scared to go to the pen? Thinkin' them gon' tap yo' rump
Man, I he played bold, be he ain't even fuss
Man, the nigga was way actin' like he wanted to bus'
But his stayed cold, I wasn't surprised

I that fast breathin' and fear in his eyes
his disguise, a sheep in wolf's clothing on the prey
He tried to hunt the hunter, and got down his God damn self
In PA, niggas, it's where we stay, ain't none of K-K-K'n or playin'
So see A or E up out your life or you test

And make a break you off to piece the rest yo'self
Oh, yes yo' health is what's in and I hope
That this ass whoopin', teach you a lesson.

Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get
deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold
Talkin' my name and what it's all about, you niggas
Better get some cut and get my name out yo'

'Cause I don't why you got flex with me, testin' me
But, I'ma pull my and let you see that all that carry the jack
Ain't what it's about, so you haters need to with that po'
Hustlin' and another ride

Niggas, often the line, the movies got this boy fucked
Up in the mind, not to the wine and codeine syrup
Combined easy access to 9's and talkin' hoes that's fine
And all got time for is four Swisher dimes, committing crimes
Amped off water and exaggerated rhyme, so, if bein' hard
Ain't in your heart, then don't start, niggas'll tear weak mind apart

Bitch, your old man talkin' to me like I'm in school, he know
I hang with killers, will erase that fool, wouldn't give a fuck him
But he kin to my son if you I'm that nigga, then you picked
The wrong one, 'cause I live by the gun, die by the gun, hot burn
say that, "Them bitches stun", so raise yo' own children
Don't try to raise and when you see me, step with caution
I'm buckin' for mine, bitch.

Speak the wrong words, man, and you will get
You done the line, now you gon' get fucked
I told you before, but you ain't borrowing that

So, this time I'm handlin' and gon' erase you off the map
Such a shame but this all in the game and since the sixties
a damn thang changed, we got haters over here
And haters there but, I got my pistol and it ain't pointed in the air

I see you trippin' off water, and you feel like you bad
yo' bitch done chose a pimp, and that pimp was Chad
I see you hurt 'cause I fucked yo' girl, put big dick in her
Bust nuts in her curl, when I hit it from the back, she
"Baby, I can't take it", push my dick up in her

Bitch, I'm straight up to break it, you a simp-ass nigga
You told that bitch, that, "You love her", but I'm up fuckin'
That pussy like that nigga off that colors but I ain't get shot
'Cause you shootin' shit, the best thing you can do is go and try
And beat that bitch, 'cause this style show stopper
Pistol popper, you ain't ready if I let this hot hit you

Feel your stomach like spaghetti, fool, you loud
But you move too slow, tellin' niggas all plans
Got you tied up in a van, nigga, what the fuck is up in the to be
First, I want the money, nigga, then I want the fuckin'
Kidnap robbery 'cause you said you wanted me

Since you want a nigger dead, buck that off in his head
Just like E-40, nigga, I be comin' bad, got the sawed-off
night vision, infrared, so, play me like a pussy
And you get fucked, nigga, I'm hangin' out the truck
Buck, buck, buck, hit your in the leg, hit yo' bitch in the gut
But we know where your ass stay, so your ass will get

Speaked the wrong words I'm on them herbs
And you get touched because yo' ass deserve
To get done real fast in front of yo' kids to 'em

What real type of you is and it's that boy named
Three to the two, forever stayin' true just a makin' due
And I gotta tell it to the wide world, how you got bitched
neck just like a motherfuckin' girl, little muthafuckin' girl