Luyện nghe bài hát Gargoyle Serenade

Scrapin the with his knuckles, gorilla like with it
Run a background check, bet you say he livid
He got a voice out there mayne! He wear a muzzle
West coast fixture, him you in trouble
Niggarish nigga, dig that with a
Broccoli in the air, up in a huddle
to blast off - like a space shuttle
RealHustlersUnite.com, in the struggle
Cain't be weak, gotta earn your
Gotta stay while everybody else asleep
Cause they dusty mayne, they dirty mayne, try and sneak
Creep up on you from and make yo' melon leak
Watch yo' back, and yo'
Gotta pack the kind of guns that use to hunt
Braveheart, not a
It can go at any time, be prepared for funk
I was built for this shit, seen cats get peeled in this
for either flappin they lips, or warrin over a
Either that or they snitch or owe somebody chips
Used to flea and pitch, fucked around and got rich!
So damn focused ferocious, man I don't know if noticed
I'm tryin to bubble like sodas it's like halitosis
Stanky gritty no pity, a killer in every city
On the ave where it's mannish, up with the many

Uhh! from a leave of absence
Got the block pregnant, now it's contractions
All boys, not girls like the
Sellin that like the Kardashians
On the track like a weave! Loaded as fuck,
Got a pint of that there oil and a zap of
And I a bitch WOULD, try to slide through I'm ready
I'ma send him back in a box and I talkin 'bout a Chevy
I'm totin heavy, that'll fuck a fucker UP!
A cinnamon roll, look like a curled up
Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka-ka, goes the hundred round
WOOOOOO, the amba-lambs, they come
Flatlined, cryin, "My baby was an angel sir!"
But little did she know that her lil' devil was a
A robber, a thief, a stealer, into somethin
A peeler, runnin, from the and the soil, he had it comin
BEOTCH!