Luyện nghe bài hát Melting Pot

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

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

In the game and do more entertain
I'm loco in the brain, I'm man with the methods
And I always bring the pain, they me out here
I these bitches cocaine 'cause they blow me out here

I'm always out here, y'all keep it
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 the facts motherfucker

I hang with Puerto Ricans and Haitian
And Cuban dope dealers and these my niggaz
I for 'em and goddamn it, I'd die for 'em
I hang with 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 foul Kung do doe
But you don't know me homie, so don't me
I rep the Miami, that's why the city loves me

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

Or losin' your case 'cause your chirped
Or losin' your brain 'cause thangs done burped
It worse, this is for those that'll never see the sun again
That'll pick through shit for a 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, Pitbull and Trick, both the down south
Bitch we from the bottom,

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

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

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

Hell, prayin' ain't wrong but the trigger
you go kill an innocent man
While these weak niggaz his end?
They tellin' ya dawg, they business

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

And I just for 'em

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