Luyện nghe bài hát A Lot

I'm on the outside... I'm on the outside...

1:]
See these ni**az get it till I spazz out
When I see a full moon and they out
Get a dutch get a light then out
More more fire till I pass out
That's how get finished like popeye's spinach
On a top five list, go cop my
cop out when the cops out
Do not doubt I got {clout} the {rapper's rap about}
spitting like an A-R
Fifteen my shits mean so get
The MVP in pink, no pick
Just drastic, get ya ass
Don't gimme no help gimme ya belt
So when you start feeling ya self, you'd be the welt
hamilton is back, Sha-leik on the track
This is so crack, I got jeezy in the back

On the looking and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in

2:]
Got ni**as holding they head whenever they cipher me
Get rowdy like I got Roddy with me
Ya bitch ass like a diaper, dig me
I just hit until I strike ya kidney
And watchu gonna do (Not a god thing)
What ya man gon do (not a god thing) (yeah)
Step inside this god ring and watch ya ass leave with (not a god damn thing)
I never lost a battle so u rap ni**as
All you do is double talk, I trust u rap ni**as
You rap no class, so I cut u rap ni**as
Give you a pound?, the hell I touch u rap ni**as?
me, Cassidy, and Weezy, the new class
You see yo name on the list, why you mad?
My my fam you don't get it my man
I'm hungry for the little ni**a I- Am

On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I want in and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
And I want in and I in

3:]
See I was born out in cleveland, raised here in
Money or not, I'm stay here in harlem
Play here in harlem lay in harlem
I'm already ghost, see my grave here in
I stay of problems but it always finds me
So I sit on that say charles is grimy
A day in my life would make a hot
Not 1 song like that jason fox ni**a
I'm way too sick for the chicken soup
I make new and my ni***s do it too
outside the box, man I'm living through the roof
Living proof my condition ain't got shit to do u
{The hits that they isn't what you fools used to
I ate the apple the tree and made it fruity loops
Cause I'm the true babe ruth of the stay true to my roots
music but you, {you}

On the outside and I want in
On the looking and I want in
On the looking and I want in
And I in and I want in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
On the outside looking and I in
And I in and I want in

I'm on the
I'm a get in
I can see you
See your true
you're ugly
Ugly me
I can see you
See in the you