Luyện nghe bài hát The Old Style

I swear to God if you fuckers fuck up for the rest of us
you not get any pudding, none!

(Do you wanna why?)

The seventh of September was my of birth
I got to the clinic and I did the
Picked at the scabs until I made it
But I still your girlfriend's favorite verse
At now I know somebody notices
the guy from Southside of Minne-hopelessness
I try to life when I can
Most I do it with a mic in my hand
Sean Daley and Davis
Twin Cities, act like we famous
Still nameless in places Vegas
So order up a and over tip the waitress
Got the ladies in the place going
Making faces at the radio
A relationship
as if we're waiting for the to sit down and let the choir take it
And I'm to have the time of my life
Work for my stripes and climb a few
Try to the demons out of mind, out of sight
But some I'm to to fight, you got a light?
I stand beside every line that I
Wrote my rhymes just to find me a wife
And now my better half got me hemmed up
I'm out here rapping about the fuck
It don't matter just as long as I mean set free from between these wings
I could write a new joint and drop my point
Maybe cook up a and get a few coins
A little real estate, to us feel ok
I need to keep faith and eat a decent today
Hey, and even if raps don't pay me
find a way to make the right hand pass the gravy
So special, nice to met you
By this time tomorrow I'll probably forget you
Now gimme for the shirt
And go tell your friends on your swim I'm a jerk
Set it off, it never
The only difference is now I'm eating better
Look at your boy mother, employed by
Trying to make we all avoid the buzzards
scar I wear I've earned
Even the ones I like to pretend I don't deserve
But I don't question, cause God has
I'm no savior, I'm just the mission
Taught ya'll how to bank off
So me now and keep my name off yours
He's got the pony tail, I've got the ears
He's fly, I'm fly that's why they us