Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone Keyser Soze, always the usual suspect
No check, all I got in game is my respect
And pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' 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 freestyles be
I be wrong nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the one to try, never eating chicken thighs

Only the twenty piece mojo, flow like Flo Jo
I to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Groove and Breakin'
bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you waitin'
For the second funny how time flies when you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that timin'
To be doper than believe the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out car
I think they they boundaries
OJ, not guilty, how they found he

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

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