Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

Y'all is killin me
You got Bloods and in New York City, is anybody feelin me?
I ain't concerned who gon' shoot who
I'm only concerned with music, and who break
FUCK YOU, for thinkin platinum is the ultimate
These faggot niggas gettin money, but losin they soul
I don't wanna hear shit from you niggas with no
No backbones, you get no chance to back
Deal how we witcha, peons, no chips
Changin whips out so they can richer
I see the big picture, startin in the
With bricks and Pyrex pots, the widescreen
Listen, I seen niggas hit with so much loc
have to die and come back three times to see them white folks
Take notes, cause you be tested
Vested up, drunk as fuck, large weapons
I feel you.. rap niggas, it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, the cut
For niggas in the street, really hustlin weight
See networks and blueprints on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law catchin on, soakin up the
How you think they find the spots and follow the slang? STUPID
men playin cops and robbers
Death for dollars, I'm too back to holla

Look at what we behind
We at square one, ridin, with nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for worth dyin fo'
The lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
Save mine up, cause nothin ever forever
Never nothin out of my reach, we whoever
I can split a from his ass to his last thought
Shit talk, stomp through the asphault
It's yo' we tow-truck for your outline
In due time, you'll find, the is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, and the ignorance
Can't me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me with a
And a heavy combination that'll cave your face in
So don't make me you, patience is virtue
only got a few of us let, huh

Primo me up
Now it's where kids do
Whatever the they wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna take life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the gang, flaggin red white and blue baby
Designer drugs, pimps and
Can't shoot, folks, hit with slugs
One day it's gon' all make sense, 'til
Use your brains and strength it's your best defense, c'mon