Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya hair
Pull up a chair and put it in the air son
Dog, whatever they you, god, just listen
I a story backwards, it starts at the ending

The bullet back in the gun
The bullet closing this chest of a nigga
Now he back to one
Screaming, "Shoot please"
I put my fifth on my hip
It's a VCR rewinding a hit
He put his hands on his bitch
My caravan open up
I jumped back in the van and it shut
Going reverse, slowly
My Jungle utters out something crazy like, "Go he there"
in back of this chair, we hitting the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in
unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt back into a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded heavy metal fans
records backwards of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van first
Back upstairs, off the black shirt
I'm in the with the phone to my ear
up so y'all can figure out the poem real clear
The voice on the phone was like, "Outside we"
So my mouth wide, holding my heat
I had plenty to squeeze, plenty for ya
'Cause said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, the phone rang
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this pretty young
Who left, she back, her clothes just fell to the rug
She to my bed and gave me a hug
I her, "No hell"
She 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her head then spit the nut in my dick
sucking with no hands, a whole lotta spit
Then got up and put her bra back on her
Got dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
up her Gucci bag and left her nigga behind
Walking through the door, she the bell twice
I vomited Vodka back in my glass with and ice
The clock went from three, to two, to one
And that's the time the story begun
That's when I first heard the voice on the cell
It said, "Son we found nigga we gotta kill"

Hey yo son, hey yo son, you me, you hear me?
Listen man, this right on the block, right now, man
I found him, now, I see him right now!
kill him)

"Yo, Nas, leave it. Peace"