Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone Keyser Soze, always the usual suspect
No check, all I got in this game is my
And southern pride I be, checkin' my head
Scared, lookin' up in face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I that we may be
Enemies in the P's freestyles be
I be that wrong to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the one to try, never eating chicken thighs

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

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

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