Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

[Twista
Uh, Uh, Ya'll already know it is
talkin bout Twista this Twista that
all I know is Twista rap I spit nigga, fuck ya'll, it out

[Twista
got skill Yes I kill
I could ride on ass like Buffalo Bill
I be winnin in the game like them in the south
if a nigga talkin shit I'm quick to hit em in the
Them lyrics that's the I be equipped to spit em out
and Imma a nigga sick cause I got venom in the mouth
Antonyms and are spinnin him out of his route
and I got bricks of money and I can't fit em in the couch
Kill em the ride paints hard with the deep dish
Kill em wit quick wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to peep
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray Charles or a
Stevie in the see me with the Mack out
gon get money like a GD in a crack house
When it come to Imma spit em like they cold
it come to niggaz heads Imma split it like a pole
Take away they swag and shit on they cocky
cuz my be too quick they call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo when you see my logo come take my when I'm on promo
Niggas wanna get me they better a new regimen
too sick B somebody better go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm the issue relevant
balls bigger than betta go get 2 elephants
I be getting but you and yo click too elegant
beat yo face up til yo jaw tissue look a pelican
I be steady whoopin yo ass fo the hell of it
can't nobody fuck wit me the planet is
I a hot flow, get it like Harpo
brief when I rhyme teeth like a car show
Wit a thick bitch, go check out my cargo
you one gon be wit me wherever my car go
Where yo baby at where yo white
at ill let u the Bentley as long as you bring it back
Here, a stacks, you ain't gotta pay me back
me and yo boss kick it and he where the ladies at
Whether we comin and and murderin cause I beat down the block
or because I'm like throw ya up' cause it's hip hop
I'd rather be about the streets and makin a quick pot
but it's time to do something so the shorties get popped
Meanwhile back to the lab I got the eagle
come on yo muthafuckin tip and kill a lot of
Throw up on a priest let him I ain't no reverend
either dat I go where the I want I'm up in heaven evil
U ain't gotta tell me I know I spit bars
e-mail, anthrax, flows arsenic
G-up genie and it up I'm car sick
cut raw dope deez cut garbage
Lethargic give a bitch hard dick see my niggaz and I say salute a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the coldest artists so I wouldn't yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you flyers da and heaters and then fuck liars
If yo' shit ain't one been one minded the swine flu virus
Am I like Jason no I'm more like Michael
I am the shit I to wear diapers
When I it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
blame it on the Don Julio and killer
Twista got more swag than a sissy
but don't get prissy can get grilly
balla and a boss and yes I'm finna get paid
takin flames to the head like I'm Nicolas
I ghost ride the whip I'm finna get
any dat try to get me is finna get sprayed
One day it's possible dat I'm get saved
but for now I be getting I'm finna get paid muthafucka
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka