Luyện nghe bài hát Let Him Have It

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

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

I to like to go from the shoulders get 'em up, one on ones
Now a whole different ball game niggas that carry guns
A sucka will kill you and you will be layin' in the hurst
Takin' a deep ass sleep knowin' it worth

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

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

I guess he he pumped fear until I said
"Nigga you know I'll have you touchin' everything 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 nigga did he you was E?
I know he didn't think that you were some kind of or somethin'
He must of been retarded to the fact that you get a thrill out of
Now me somethin' why do muthafuckas wait
Till that commits himself to realize
That a hillside hillbilly is the 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, nope I did it in defense
I wasn't twisted, I even started yet
It happened to fast before someone could me

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

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

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

what's really goin' down
'Cuz when a muthafuckas for the count
You be about it or be without it
'Cuz a muthafucka once told me see a mark sleep
Leave him sleep in the middle of the
If you can't stand the stay up out the kitchen

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

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

anybody cryin'
I missed every nigga in my click and I ain't
We bones out to a
I'm on but what can I say

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

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

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

Muthafucka,