Luyện nghe bài hát What a Mess

Y'all niggas is me
You got Bloods and Crips in New York City, is anybody me?
I concerned with who gon' shoot who
I'm only concerned with music, and who through
FUCK YOU, for thinkin is the ultimate goal
These faggot niggas gettin they money, but losin soul
I don't wanna hear shit from you with no background
No backbones, you get no chance to back
Deal how we deal witcha, peons, no
Changin whips out so can look richer
I see the big picture, startin in the
With and Pyrex pots, the widescreen edition
Listen, I seen niggas hit with so time loc
They have to die and come back three times to see them folks
Take notes, cause you be tested
Vested up, drunk as fuck, large caliber
I feel you.. rap niggas, it up
Monkey-mouthed muh'fuckers, the cut
For real niggas in the street, really weight
See they networks and on hip-hop tapes
Johnny Law on, soakin up the game
How you think find the stash spots and follow the slang? STUPID
Grown men playin cops and
Death for dollars, I'm too back to holla

Look at what we leavin
We back at square one, ridin, nuttin to ride fo'
Dyin for nuttin dyin fo'
The lead the blind with a blindfold, with "Eyes Wide Shut"
Save mine up, cause ever last forever
nothin out of my reach, we blast whoever
I can split a muh'fucker from his ass to his thought
Shit talk, stomp through the asphault
It's yo' fault we tow-truck for outline
In due time, find, the world is mine
So I listen to the rhetorhic, and the ignorance
Can't me nigga, my mind too militant
God blessed me with a
And a heavy right-left combination cave your face in
So don't make me you, patience is virtue
only got a few of us let, huh

Primo me up
Now it's two-thousand-and-two; where do
the fuck they wanna do, huh, sad but true
Wanna another life like it's the thing to do
Shit, we the biggest gang, flaggin red and blue baby
Designer drugs, pimps and
Can't shoot, innocent folks, hit with
One day it's all make sense, 'til then
Use your and your strength it's your best defense, c'mon