Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the pavement with his knuckles, like with it
Run a background check, bet you they say he
He got a voice out there mayne! He don't a muzzle
West coast fixture, him you in trouble
nigga, dig that with a shovel
Broccoli in the air, gathered up in a
'Bout to off - like a space shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, born in the
Cain't be weak, gotta earn your
Gotta stay while everybody else asleep
they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, they'll try and sneak
Creep up on you from and make yo' melon leak
yo' back, and yo' front
Gotta the kind of guns that hunters use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go down at any time, be prepared for
I was built for this shit, seen cats get peeled in this
for either flappin they lips, or warrin a chick
that or they snitch or owe somebody some chips
Used to flick and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I don't know if y'all
I'm tryin to bubble like it's funky like halitosis
Stanky gritty no pity, a killer in every city
On the ave where it's mannish, up with the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now havin contractions
All boys, not like the Braxtons
Sellin that white like the
On the like a weave! Loaded as fuck, geeked
Got a pint of that there oil and a zap of
And I wish a bitch WOULD, try to through I'm ready
I'ma send him back in a box and I talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin somethin heavy, that'll fuck a UP!
A cinnamon roll, look a snake curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, goes the round drum
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, they come
Flatlined, folks cryin, "My was an angel sir!"
But little did she that her lil' devil was a finagler
A robber, a thief, a stealer, into somethin
A peeler, runnin, the po'-po' and the soil, he had it comin
BEOTCH!