Luyện nghe bài hát Mouthpiece

3x]
I don't no iron I'm already creased
I don't no money I got mouthpiece

Thug wit me who got that nigga mug wit me
Stick yo' pistol out the window a few drinks wit me
get fired up
Out of state dummy license plate faulty ass
full of out door weed back seat full of garbage bags
Lookin' fo' that money train lookin' fo' that
Like to fuck alot mix the business wit the
What's up you timer you gone resign
Put a soul food restaurant in yo' mamas name and own your own clothing
Ain't no
that's what Harold Melvin back in the days of penny loafs
When Pendegrass was in the blue notes
A big lip nigga was in the makin' a ferocious dangerous dude
A little microscopic seed in the fallopian tube
to face the world ready to say my speech
Ready to out early feet first nigga breeched
Uno uno dos quattro
Drinkin' liquor out the baby bottle
Five five six six seven
Move from the side to the hillside
Go ask the v.p.d.
Betcha they tell you me
Betcha they tell you been investigatin' my ass since '83
Betcha they say real,
betcha they say I know how that nigga did it
but he on a few mill
All I say is nemesis
Bet I know one thing you they know
who shot my mommas house up night on magazine
Should I say I take a face nah
if the district attorney get this tape they might build a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest Tarzan
it fo' ten
Five lucky to be
I got one mo' album to do on jive, an' I'm gone

2x]
I don't need no I'm already creased
I don't need no money mouthpiece

Let's go half on a an' a twamp sack of broccoli
I got a car coupty
So what if its primer so what it's a hooptie
So what if the lifters tick I knwo I'm water
So what if I gotta get up the engine an' tap the starter
In the mourning cereal
Strapped the 223 infrared material
Who from nothin' who run the thirteen hundred block
Who used to top have to walk the streets floodin' wit in they socks
Who really real, how many the deal
Who got they church from the good will
Click makes a muthafuckas night
Niggas listen to it it's right
Money don't make me, I make
What I look like fuckin' over a broad, I'm a macaroni
I mean that got miles on her she's a ho
I that bitch can teach the wind how to blow
She's a pro groupie
Zulu jocka
The hood head

1x]
I don't need no iron I'm already
I don't need no money I got

Sometimes I'm up sometimes I don't care
When I'm grindin' I don't brush my teeth or my hair
When I'm timin' I like to buy
I'm timin' it's louie the thirteenth
Ballers you know how we
You know how we 'em in the parking lot at popeye's chicken
I can a hoe by jowsin
Can you a g look like ten thousand
all my ghetto tycoon, beanie caps, and kangols
Where all my wit them federal beepers on they ankles
Where all the hood-hoe teasers
Where all my beautiful black intelligent

1x]
I dont' no iron I'm already creased
I don't need no money I got