Luyện nghe bài hát Melting Pot

I'm not a thug, no, no, no, no, I'm not a
But I won't to cock back, bust and point blank ya
Lord thank ya, I'm like that and weed
When it slow, motherfucker I'll stank ya

That's what I been taught on streets
Ain't a goddamn thing that can't be bought on these
You want a life gone, that could be
I'm a nigga that did ten years, I'm eager to come

In the game and do more than
I'm loco in the brain, I'm that man with the
And I bring the pain, they know me out here
I call these bitches cocaine 'cause blow me out here

I'm out here, y'all keep it real
But I keep it realer, I'ma make my first off the deal
But I'm gon' be labeled a Cuban dope dealer
I'm just statin' the motherfucker

I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dealers and these here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em
I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em

I got that really foul flo flow
I'm tryna get that really Kung do doe
But you know me homie, so don't judge me
I rep the real Miami, that's why the loves me

The feds bug me, haters wanna slug me
I thank God He's the only thing that's above me
Above me, y'all feel me till it hurts like
Losin' your family over someone else's

Or losin' your case your co-defendant chirped
Or losin' your 'cause them thangs done burped
It worse, this is for those that'll never see the sun again
That'll pick through for a balloon just to get it in

This is what was fed to him, is why
The game let him in here, me, being Pit
Being it, and Trick, both from the down south
Bitch we from the bottom,

I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dealers and these here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em
I hang Puerto Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and these my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em

Lord, Son got problems and I know that You know
'Cause You made all possible
I live a ass life, You know
So, I thank You for doctors and Your hospitals

God for the thugs too
He understand these drugs do
He wanna see us all through
But only if in the hood knew

Hell, prayin' wrong but the squeezin' trigger
you go kill an innocent man
While these niggaz grillin' his end?
They tellin' ya dawg, reducin' business

If I wasn't doin' then I'd go do him in
'Cause if he was dead he couldn't say he me then
For them who lie when they pull me in
It's in the same cell that they threw me in

And I just for 'em

I hang with Ricans and Haitian killers
And Cuban dealers and these here my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I hang with Puerto and Haitian killers
And Cuban dope dealers and here my niggaz
I ride for 'em and it, I'd die for 'em