Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the like 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 your face, Boy I see
If you test like SAT, I guess that we may be
Enemies in the P's freestyles be
I be wrong nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I
I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs

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

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

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