Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Boys

Howdy do fuckaz its Weezy Baby,
Niggaz bitchin and I gotta the cannon.
Listen close I got duct and rope,
I'll leave you like the fuckin O` bannons.
One hand on my money, on on my buddy,
That's the made his neighborhood love me.
like birds you can hear them bitches hummin,
Don't let that shit, he got a weak stomach.
Niggaz know I'm sick I don't I vomit,
Got it?
One egg of the omelet.
Simon says, shoot a in his thigh and leg,
Then tell him up like mayonnaise, um.
I'm the sickest doin it,
Bet baby.
These other niggaz dope, I'm wet baby, yes.
Get get back boy it's a set back,
Clumsy ass niggaz and fall into a death trap.
Them pussy, born without a backbone,
And if you we can trade like the Dow Jones.
Wet him up, I he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my on.
niggaz cry wolf, I'm on that dry Cush,
And it comes to that paper I stack books.
You heard I said,
I can put you on feet or put some money on your head.
Life cheap,
better off dead.
If you pay the fee,
out my nigga fee.
See every fucker at the door don't get a key,
You outside lookin in, so me what you see.
Its money its bigger than me
I told my homies kill him bring the nigga to me, yea.
Don't miss, you fuckin the hit man,
Kidnap a nigga make him feel a kid again.
and take notes, while i take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a - gun smoke, gun smoke
smalls for mayor, the rap slayer
The hooker layer - motherfucker say your
Hail full of grace.. smack the bitch in the face;
Take her bag and the north face
Off her back, jab her if she act
Funny with the money oh you got me mistaken
I wanna rape ya, i just want the paper
The visa, i'm out like, "the vapors"
the one you call mr. macho, the head honcho
Swift like camacho, i got so
Much style i should be wit the stylistics
Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to up
Smell the beat you to a seizure
Then fuck your moms, hit the skins til
She don't remember shit! the two hits!
Her the floor, and me hittin the clits!
Suckin on the tits! had the beggin for the dick
And your moms ugly love; my dick got rock quick
I guess i was a of house of pain and bobby brown
I was "humpin around" and "jump-in around"
Jacked her then i asked her who's the she said, "b-i-g"
Then i bust in her e-y-e (yo big, you're wrong)