Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

I never stayed my ass home, I thought that I was grown
In the I was gone you see my head was made of stone
Got a problem me? Then feel free muthafucka

Don't be talkin' yo breath
'Cuz that be the cause of your death
'Cuz I'ma to stop a nigga in his tracks main
So get this shit out in the open

I used to like to go the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones
Now it's a whole different ball game that carry guns
A sucka will kill you first and you be layin' in the hurst
Takin' a deep ass knowin' it wasn't worth

Provin' you wasn't a punk, don't want to thump
Niggas just want to funk and up a niggas trunk
I met a bitch week at the Orgen Room
Bought her a and said, "Whats up on the telly room?"

then I felt some trouble kickin' in
Spotted her who had just got out the pen
get to baulkin' when the liquors talkin'
Drunk muthafucka on my toe and kept on walkin'
I said, "What's up ya potna, say excuse me or somethin'"
He turned around at me and started mean muggin'

I guess he he pumped fear until I said
"Nigga don't you know I'll have you touchin' in here"
He went for his pistol and didn't know I was
Dag nab it, I had to let him it

What type of did he think you was E?
I know he think that you were some kind of peanut or somethin'
He must of been to the fact that you get a thrill out of killin'
Now tell me why do muthafuckas wait
Till nigga commits himself to realize
That a hillside is the wrong type of nigga to fuck with?

E do you me? Yeah, I feel ya sahob
Well, let's take it to the page then
Oh, you mean that part about the dungeon? You

The morning, I'm sittin' in the dungeon-wonderin'
Should I be dissed, I did it in self defense
I twisted, I hadn't even started yet
It happened to fast before could stop me

I wish I had some dank
While I wait out these 24 more before I plead
Freedom I'm gonna ya
(I I had some dice)
Made me dice out of some water and toilet tissue

Now the part that's fucked up
I walks into the manner room what the fuck
I never thought that I would make, ah
The front page of the

Shut up a do wop, up a do wop
Man they 'bout to me up state, ah
Talking that shit about makin' me a faggot
I make a shank outta plastic and let a have it

That's what's really down
'Cuz when a down for the count
You gotta be about it or be it
'Cuz what a muthafucka once me see a mark sleep
Leave him in the middle of the street
If you can't the heat stay up out the kitchen

Now I'm in the county's face
this funky ass 187 case
Shoot me a kite that's a good way to
I'll be in this bitch eatin' shit on the fuckin'

Gettin' big as a bulkin' up
400 club waiting for the Mercedes roll it up
My dream true after almost 2 years of incareration
Now I'm out drinkin' brew fun with my folks
Lovin' everybody gettin' and crackin' jokes

anybody cryin'
I every nigga in my click and I ain't lyin'
We out to a party
I'm on P-role but can I say

I can't let 'em I'm stuck
I roast bitches but I'm not a damn
Now I'm at the party, I wasn't
Dancin' with the dead niggas fine ass

I if she thinkin' my, my, my
The bitch been lovin' me ever since High
She had some hard ass cousins wasn't wit it
They went out they way to make that I didn't get it

But now is for kids silly rabbit
I had to let 'em have, muthafucka,

Muthafucka,