Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, always the suspect
No check, all I got in this game is my
And pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' head
Scared, up in your face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, I guess that we may be
Enemies in the P's freestyles be
I be that wrong nigga to fuck with, I
I be the wrong one to try, never eating chicken thighs

Only the twenty piece mojo, flow zone Flo Jo
I to figure out, just how low could yo' hoe go
The beat hit like Beat Street, Groove and Breakin'
Never bakin', rebukin' satan, we had you
For the second coming how time flies when you're rhymin'
La-Fa-Ce records, I think they got that perfect
To be than Saddam believe the Nation of Islam
the police and the dogs, sniffin' that dope up out your car
I they overstep they boundaries
OJ, not guilty, how they found he

I felt the pressure like sun shinin', while at the same time
I on rhymin', not complainin'
bringing cats and dogs my catalog be the size of golf balls
Throw up your daisy dukes, I'm hazardous to all you hoggs
And Roscoe P. people, who could boost my locomotive
But enough of everyone can rap unless they ain't supposed to
I use my of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme I
Compose y'all get sick of that

'Cause I know I do I hear those
Flows that ain't hip hop, you that shit in the gift shop
But to his own, my speech is gon'
Keep that up outta my zone
Long as you happy then I'm
Even if you just hate my guts go 'head and damp me
Cause I'm gon' damp you and then go home
And pray for yo' ass later we might need you in this war
I'm wailin' on you traitors like