Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the suspect
No check, all I got in this is my respect
And southern pride I be, checkin' my head
Scared, lookin' up in face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I guess we may be
Enemies in the P's be freebies
I be that nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try, never chicken thighs

Only the piece mojo, flow zone like Flo Jo
I wanted to out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Groove and Breakin'
Never bakin', satan, we had you waitin'
For the coming funny how time flies when you're rhymin'
records, I think they got that perfect timin'
To be doper than believe the Nation of Islam
the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out your car
I they overstep they boundaries
OJ, not guilty, that's how found he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while at the same time
I kept on rhymin', not
Storm bringing cats and my catalog be the size of golf balls
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you boss
And Roscoe P. Col' people, who could boost my
But enough of that everyone can rap unless they supposed to
I use my gift of gab to boast and in every rhyme I
won't y'all get sick of that

'Cause I know I do when I hear
that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop
But to each his own, my speech is
that shit up outta my zone
Long as you happy I'm happy
if you just hate my fuckin' guts go 'head and damp me
Cause I'm damp you anyway and then go home
And for yo' ass later 'cause we might need you in this war
I'm wailin' on you like that