Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

Listen up gangstas and honeys with ya done
up a chair hon' and put it in the air son
Dog, whatever call you, god, just listen
I spit a story backwards, it at the ending

The goes back in the gun
The bullet hole's closing this of a nigga
Now he back to one
Screaming, "Shoot please"
I put my back on my hip
It's a VCR rewinding a hit
He put his hands on his bitch
My doors open up
I jumped back in the van and it shut
Going reverse, prepared
My nigga utters out something crazy like, "Go he there"
Sitting in back of chair, we hitting the roach
The smoke goes in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in growth
unrolls it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back into a
We listen to Stevie, it like heavy metal fans
records backwards of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van back
Back upstairs, took off the black
I'm in the crib the phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure out the real clear
The voice on the was like, "Outside right we"
So with my mouth wide, holding my
Bullets I had to squeeze, plenty for ya
Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, then the phone
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this young thing
Who left, she back, her clothes just fell to the rug
She fell to my bed and me a hug
I her, "No hell"
She 'bout, "Me kiss"
Bobbed her then spit the nut back in my dick
Started sucking no hands, a whole lotta spit
Then got up and put her bra back on her
Got dressed and told me, "Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her bag and left her nigga behind
Walking through the door, she the bell twice
I vomited back in my glass with juice and ice
The went back from three, to two, to one
And that's about the the story begun
That's when I heard the voice mail on the cell
It said, "Son we found that we gotta kill"

Hey yo son, hey yo son, you hear me, you me?
Listen man, this dude on the block, right now, man
I found him, right now, I see him now!
Let's him)

"Yo, this Nas, it. Peace"