Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

The is mad right now
'em why we mad
Rappers whatever you call
Pack your and get out of town

'Cause I'm a strike down on with
Great vengeance and anger
who attempt to poison the hood
I'm a let y'all know the son is back

Refugee, one time, one
MOP two time, two time, one
Bumpy now the world is in trouble
on

Yo, number one on the charts
a masquerade
Paid for your billboard
You're a
Because the block hot
You're a
livin' in a, you're livin' in a

I'm on first, so this ain't a rap
It's more like a curse
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya
you lie too much, you don't got no gut

At your arm is ink
At your headpiece now you pissin' in briefs
up, we just saw you on your bet and MTV
A public access channel bout I'm a thug

an animal, a cannibal, you even scare hannibal
But when the blackout came no for your candle
So welcome to the real world where a spade is a
And I'm a call it like I see it, you all in a masquerade

Even though Jacob iced you out wit the
wit no respect that makes you a suspect
So you ride through Brownsville
You want peace you better call
If not, feel Clef when he wit M.O.P family
And plays guitar at your

You wanna claim you run the
You're a
Givin' to the cops
a masquerade
I mean you seen a rock
livin' in a, you're livin' in a masquerade

Now the grimy bastards line up
up, I'm up
They say we dem dance to you how to get it crunk
I'm still wit Fox today I do it with Clef whoever
We throw mack and that's to the death bless
You youngster's better get before
You get a set and get clapped
That's it and that Clef

Hold take all that and fall back
I too much ass kick ass
To jewels, rock Prada
Fuck Gucci shoes, Timbs mo

We still arms Brook norm bound shit
The streets don't want that down shit
Fam, we the whole stage
You don't ride wit us we got road rage

Now I'm a let my tell you
a masquerade
I bet you feedin' the
a masquerade
I thought we and we rob
a masquerade
You're in a
livin' in a masquerade

I'm hittin' sixteen
A murder, real murder,
ain't a facade
Niggas pumpin' they fist like they at God
Over ten years MC I bring it hard
Don't make me split yo and pull yo card

R and B the greatest and now barred
he been feelin' on booties of too young cuties
Got mo left
You punk niggas, we used to shake pumpy hands
You'll have no arms left, you a pimp
You ain't a mack, you bitches in the house all day

I em on the track
Drinkin' cocoa and wearin' long mink black
Hit 'em twelve inch stilettos, tappin' the ghetto
I can see it in your

niggas you ain't a part of shakin' niggas hand
Shakin' heart, I keep the underground in shape
It never be soft, you wanna it like them
Fat naked turnin' me off

Now I'm a let my tell you
a masquerade
I bet you feedin' the
a masquerade
I thought we and we rob
You're a
You're livin' in a, livin' in a

Neary paneary you take 'em to the Middle East