Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

The streets is mad now
'em why we mad
Rappers whatever you yourself
Pack your bags and get out of

'Cause I'm a down on thee with
Great and furious anger
Those who attempt to the hood
I'm a let y'all the preacher's son is back

Refugee, one time, one
MOP two time, two time, one
knuckles now the world is in trouble
on

Yo, number one on the charts
a masquerade
Paid for your slots
a masquerade
Because the knows hot
a masquerade
You're in a, you're livin' in a

I'm on first, so ain't a rap verse
It's more like a voodoo
So when you die the kids'll throw rocks at ya
'Cause you lie too much, you got no gut

At arm reach is ink
At your headpiece now you pissin' in briefs
up, we just saw you on your bet and MTV
A public access channel talkin' I'm a thug

an animal, a cannibal, you even scare hannibal
But when the blackout no light for your candle
So welcome to the real where a spade is a spade
And I'm a call it like I see it, you all in a masquerade

Even though Jacob iced you out wit the
Money wit no that makes you a suspect
So you can't ride Brownsville
You peace you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef he connects wit M.O.P family
And plays guitar at eulogy

You wanna claim you run the
a masquerade
Givin' information to the
a masquerade
I mean you seen a rock
You're livin' in a, you're livin' in a

Now the grimy bastards line up
up, I'm up
They say we dem dance to show you how to get it
I'm still wit Fox today I do it with Clef whoever
We throw mack and that's to the death royalty
You youngster's get back before
You get a set back and get
it and that's that Clef

Hold take all that and fall back
I too much ass kick ass
To rock jewels, Prada
Fuck Gucci shoes, Timbs mo

We still grip arms Brook norm bound
The streets don't want that watered shit
Fam, we clear the stage
You don't wanna ride wit us we got road

Now I'm a let my tell you
You're a
I bet you the dogs
You're a
I we still and we rob
a masquerade
You're in a
You're in a masquerade

I'm hittin' bars
A murder, murder, baby
This ain't a
Niggas they fist like they punchin' at God
ten years rippin' MC I bring it hard
Don't me split yo chest and pull yo card

R and B the greatest and now barred
he been feelin' on booties of too young cuties
Got mo bombs
You punk niggas, we used to your pumpy hands
have no arms left, you ain't a pimp
You ain't a mack, you bitches in the house all day

I em on the track
Drinkin' cocoa and wearin' long coats black
Hit 'em twelve stilettos, tappin' through the ghetto
I can see it in eyes

Little you ain't a part of shakin' niggas hand
Shakin' niggas heart, I the underground in shape
It never be soft, you wanna make it like
Fat bitches turnin' me off

Now I'm a let my hood you
You're a
I bet you the dogs
You're a
I thought we and we rob
a masquerade
You're livin' in a, you're in a

Neary won't you take 'em to the Middle East