Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

[Twista
Uh, Uh, already know what it is
Niggaz talkin bout Twista this Twista
all I know is Twista rap I nigga, fuck ya'll, check it out

[Twista
Twis' got Yes I kill
I could ride on ass like Buffalo Bill
I be in the game like them niggas in the south
if a nigga shit I'm quick to hit em in the mouth
Them lyrics the shit I be equipped to spit em out
and Imma make a nigga sick I got venom in the mouth
Antonyms and are spinnin him out of his route
and I got bricks of money bitch and I can't fit em in the
Kill em the ride paints hard with the deep dish
Kill em wit syllables wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the I gotta charge you to peep this
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a
Stevie in the see me with the Mack out
Twista gon get money like a GD in a house
When it to flows Imma spit em like they cold
it come to niggaz heads Imma split it like a pole
Take away they swag and shit on cocky style
cuz my lyrics be too quick call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo you see my logo come take my photo when I'm on promo
Niggas wanna get me better pick a new regimen
shit too sick B somebody go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm the issue relevant
balls bigger than mine go get 2 elephants
I be getting grimy but you and yo click too
beat yo face up til yo jaw tissue look a pelican
I be steady yo ass just fo the hell of it
can't nobody wit me the planet is celibate
I kick a hot flow, get it Harpo
brief I rhyme teeth shine like a car show
Wit a thick bitch, go head check out my
you know one gon be wit me my car go
yo baby at where yo white Mercedes
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as as you bring it back
Here, a stacks, you ain't gotta pay me back
me and yo boss kick it and he know where the at
Whether we comin and killin and murderin I beat down the block
or I'm like throw ya hands up' cause it's hip hop
I'd rather be rappin about the streets and makin a pot
but it's time to do something so the shorties don't get
back to the lab I got the desert eagle
come on yo tip and kill a lot of people
Throw up on a let him know I ain't no reverend
either dat I go where the fuck I want I'm up in heaven
U ain't gotta tell me I know I bars sick
e-mail, anthrax, kick arsenic
G-up genie and throw it up I'm car
cut raw dope nigga cut garbage
Lethargic give a bitch hard dick see my niggaz and I say salute like a
lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I wouldn't have yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you flyers da fakers and and then fuck liars
If yo' shit ain't one one minded the swine flu h1n1 virus
Am I like Jason no I'm more like Myers
I am the I need to wear diapers
When I spit it I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don Julio and killer
Twista got more swag than a rich
but don't get prissy muthafuckas can get
Imma and a boss and yes I'm finna get paid
takin flames to the head I'm Nicolas Cage
I ghost the whip I'm finna get laid
any niggaz dat try to get me is get sprayed
One day it's possible dat I'm get saved
but for now I be getting money I'm finna get paid
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka