Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

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