Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Minute Murder

[Twista
Uh, Uh, already know what it is
talkin bout Twista this Twista that
all I know is Twista rap I spit nigga, ya'll, check it out

[Twista
Twis' got Yes I kill
I could ride on ass like Buffalo Bill
I be in the game like them niggas in the south
if a nigga talkin shit I'm quick to hit em in the
Them lyrics the shit I be equipped to spit em out
and make a nigga sick cause I got venom in the mouth
and synonyms are spinnin him out of his route
and I got bricks of money and I can't fit em in the couch
Kill em with the paints hard with the deep dish
Kill em wit syllables wit 8 bars in a sequence
I am the bidness I gotta charge you to peep
Niggaz can't see me I'm ray or a eclipse
Stevie in the see me with the Mack out
gon get money like a GD in a crack house
When it come to flows Imma spit em like they
When it come to niggaz heads Imma split it like a
Take away swag and shit on they cocky style
cuz my lyrics be too quick call me Twista Pacquiao
come solo wit my k-olo when you see my logo come take my when I'm on promo
Niggas wanna get me they pick a new regimen
shit too sick B somebody go get you medicine
Not bringin up Twista I'm makin the issue
balls bigger than mine betta go get 2
I be getting but you and yo click too elegant
beat yo up til yo jaw tissue look like a pelican
I be whoopin yo ass just fo the hell of it
can't fuck wit me the planet is celibate
I kick a hot flow, get it like
brief I rhyme teeth shine like a car show
Wit a bitch, go head check out my cargo
you know one gon be wit me my car go
Where yo baby at where yo white
at ill let u borrow the Bentley as long as you it back
Here, a couple stacks, you ain't pay me back
me and yo boss kick it and he know the ladies at
Whether we comin and killin and murderin I beat down the block
or because I'm like throw ya hands up' it's hip hop
I'd rather be rappin the streets and makin a quick pot
but it's time to do something so the shorties don't get
Meanwhile back to the lab I got the eagle
on yo muthafuckin tip and kill a lot of people
Throw up on a let him know I ain't no reverend
either dat I go the fuck I want I'm up in heaven evil
U ain't gotta tell me I I spit bars sick
e-mail, anthrax, flows kick
genie and throw it up I'm car sick
cut raw dope deez nigga cut
Lethargic give a bitch hard dick see my niggaz and I say like a sergeant
Can't lie I'm one of the artists so I wouldn't have yo bitch up in my apartment
So I be passin out fuck you flyers da fakers and heaters and then liars
If yo' ain't one been one minded the swine flu h1n1 virus
Am I like Jason no I'm more like Myers
I am the I need to wear diapers
When I it sometimes I'm all to philosophical
it on the Don Julio and killer tropical
Twista got more than a rich sissy
but don't get prissy can get grilly
Imma balla and a boss and yes I'm finna get
takin to the head like I'm Nicolas Cage
I ghost ride the whip I'm get laid
any niggaz dat try to get me is finna get
One day it's possible dat I'm get saved
but for now I be getting money I'm finna get paid
Fucka.. ..fucka.. .. fucka.. ..fucka