Luyện nghe bài hát Masquerade

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

I'm a strike down on thee with
Great vengeance and anger
Those who to poison the hood
I'm a let y'all know the son is back

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

Yo, you're number one on the
You're a
Paid for billboard slots
a masquerade
Because the block hot
a masquerade
You're livin' in a, livin' in a

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

At arm reach is ink
At your headpiece now you in your briefs
Hold up, we saw you on your bet and MTV
A access channel talkin' bout 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 I see it, you all living in a masquerade

though Jacob iced you out wit the baguettes
Money wit no respect that you a suspect
So you ride through Brownsville
You peace you better call Churchill
If not, feel Clef when he connects wit M.O.P
And plays guitar at your

You wanna you run the block
You're a
Givin' to the cops
a masquerade
I mean you never a rock
You're livin' in a, you're livin' in a

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

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

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

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

I'm hittin' bars
A murder, real murder,
This a facade
Niggas pumpin' they fist they punchin' at God
Over ten rippin' MC I bring it hard
Don't me split yo chest and pull yo card

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

I keep em on the
Drinkin' cocoa and wearin' mink coats black
Hit 'em inch stilettos, tappin' through the ghetto
I can see it in eyes

Little niggas you a part of shakin' niggas hand
Shakin' niggas heart, I the underground in shape
It never be soft, you wanna make it like
Fat naked bitches 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, livin' in a

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