Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the usual
No check, all I got in this is my respect
And southern pride I be, checkin' my head
Scared, lookin' up in face, Boy I see dead
If you test SAT, then I guess that we may be
in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, I
I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs

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

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

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