Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

Howdy do mother its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz and I gotta tuck the cannon.
Listen close I got tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin like the O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
That's the AK47 his neighborhood love me.
like birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
Don't let bird shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm I don't spit I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, a nigga in his thigh and leg,
Then him catch up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the nigga doin it,
Bet baby.
other niggaz dope, I'm wet crack baby, yes.
Get get back boy it's a set back,
ass niggaz slip and fall into a death trap.
Them boys pussy, without a backbone,
And if you strapped we can like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I hope he got his on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
Some cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And when it comes to paper I stack books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on feet or put some money on your head.
Life cheap,
You're off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every mother at the door don't get a key,
You outside in, so tell me what you see.
Its money its bigger than me
I told my homies don't kill him bring the to me, yea.
miss, you fuckin with the hit man,
Kidnap a make him feel like a kid again.
and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a - gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie for mayor, the rap slayer
The layer - motherfucker say your prayers
Hail mary full of grace.. the bitch in the face;
Take her bag and the north face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken
I don't wanna rape ya, i want the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
Who's the one you mr. macho, the head honcho
Swift like camacho, i got so
Much style i should be wit the stylistics
Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz to wake up
the indonesia; beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til
She remember shit! just the two hits!
Her hittin the floor, and me the clits!
on the tits! had the hooker beggin for the dick
And your moms ain't ugly love; my dick got rock
I guess i was a of house of pain and bobby brown
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her then i asked her who's the she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her e-y-e (yo big, you're wrong)