Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the like Keyser Soze, always the usual suspect
No check, all I got in this game is my
And pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' head
Scared, lookin' up in face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, I guess that we may be
in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, I
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try, eating chicken thighs

Only the twenty piece mojo, flow zone Flo Jo
I wanted to figure out, how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Groove and Breakin'
Never bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you
For the second coming funny how time flies you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I they got that perfect timin'
To be doper Saddam believe the Nation of Islam
Fuck the police and the dogs, that dope up out your car
I think they overstep boundaries
OJ, not guilty, how they found he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', raining at the same time
I on rhymin', not complainin'
Storm bringing cats and dogs my be the size of golf balls
Throw up daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you boss hoggs
And Roscoe P. Col' people, who could boost my
But of that everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to
I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in rhyme I
won't y'all get sick of that

'Cause I know I do when I those
Flows that ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift
But to each his own, my is gon'
Keep that shit up my zone
Long as you then I'm happy
if you just hate my fuckin' guts 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 wailin' on you traitors like