Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

Y'all is killin me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is feelin me?
I ain't concerned with who gon' who
I'm only concerned with music, and who break
YOU, for thinkin platinum is the ultimate goal
These faggot niggas gettin money, but losin they soul
I don't wanna shit from you niggas with no background
No backbones, you get no chance to down
Deal how we witcha, peons, no chips
whips out so they can look richer
I see the big picture, startin in the
With and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen hit with so much time loc
They have to die and come back three times to see them folks
notes, cause you will be tested
Vested up, drunk as fuck, large weapons
I you.. rap niggas, fuckin it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, the cut
For niggas in the street, really hustlin weight
See networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law catchin on, up the game
How you think they find the spots and follow the slang? STUPID
men playin cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too back to holla

Look at what we leavin
We back at square one, ridin, nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin dyin fo'
The blind lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Shut"
Save mine up, nothin ever last forever
Never nothin out of my reach, we whoever
I can a muh'fucker from his ass to his last thought
talk, then stomp through the asphault
It's yo' fault we tow-truck for outline
In due time, you'll find, the is mine
So I to the rhetorhic, jealousy and the ignorance
stop me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me a chin
And a heavy right-left combination that'll cave face in
So don't me hurt you, patience is virtue
They got a few of us let, huh

turn me up
Now two-thousand-and-two; where kids do
the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna take another life it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, flaggin red white and baby
drugs, pimps and thugs
Can't shoot, folks, hit with slugs
One day gon' all make sense, 'til then
Use your brains and your strength it's your best defense,