Luyện nghe bài hát Wailin'

In the zone like Keyser Soze, the usual suspect
No check, all I got in game is my respect
And pride I be, checkin' my fuckin' head
Scared, up in your face, Boy I see dead
If you test like SAT, then I guess we may be
in the P's freestyles be freebies
I be that nigga to fuck with, wouldn't I
Wouldn't I be the wrong one to try, never eating thighs

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

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

'Cause I know I do I hear those
Flows ain't hip hop, you find that shit in the gift shop
But to his own, my speech is gon'
Keep that shit up outta my
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 anyway and go home
And pray for yo' ass later 'cause we might you in this war
I'm wailin' on you like that