Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the with his knuckles, gorilla like with it
Run a background check, bet you they say he
He got a voice out mayne! He don't wear a muzzle
West coast fixture, him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig with a shovel
Broccoli in the air, up in a huddle
'Bout to off - like a space shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, in the struggle
Cain't be weak, gotta earn keep
Gotta stay woke while everybody else
Cause dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and sneak
Creep up on you from beind and make yo' melon
yo' back, and yo' front
Gotta pack the kind of guns that hunters use to
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be prepared for
I was for this shit, seen cats get peeled in this shit
for either flappin they lips, or over a chick
Either that or they or owe somebody some chips
Used to flick and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I know if y'all noticed
I'm tryin to bubble sodas it's funky like halitosis
gritty no pity, it's a killer in every city
On the ave it's mannish, posted up with the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now havin contractions
All boys, not like the Braxtons
Sellin that like the Kardashians
On the track like a weave! as fuck, geeked
Got a pint of there oil and a zap of broccoli
And I wish a bitch WOULD, try to through I'm ready
I'ma send him back in a box and I talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin somethin heavy, fuck a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, look like a curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, the hundred round drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, here come
Flatlined, folks cryin, "My baby was an sir!"
But little did she that her lil' devil was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, always somethin
A peeler, runnin, from the po'-po' and the soil, he had it
BEOTCH!