Luyện nghe bài hát runnin The Game

You can lick the on a stick
If you don't think I'm the ish
You mad 'cause you like some lips on a big tit
Hoe? No, I'ma
Ice clearer then fiber
without a lab
Don't hide we'll ya ass
is kinda mad
I'm like I'ma crab
Make niggas rewind it
wanna sign my ass
So much..ice on my
my nose, on my golds
These hoes be thinkin' I was raised by rich
I'ma Fort Knox
Oops, my dropped
It's okay, I more chops then chop-sticks and porkchops
At a buffet, trickin' tricks you got to get
No respect, let sooo you can't have her set
Her boyfriend talkin' bout, "Hey, that bastard went"
When I ya ass and then act like it was a accident
I'ma accident 'cause everywhere I go I wreck
I'm as throwed as what ya throw to your pet when fetch
Wanna crawl off wet, I see a goofy group of groupies
'cause you in Coogi and Gucci don't mean you ain't a hoochie
Salute me when you see me, play fetch fake breasts
All day at my rich swishahouse, niggas to the bets
Watch when Wayne get mad if I said I make fresh
me all his beats, lunch money and paycheck
Yes, damn that was what I was say next
But nevermind rewind to where I was talkin' bout fake
Believe I keep heat and got bullets that heat
My beeper got more beeps then a horn, *beep beep*
My pager got more pages then a Webster's
I pull more work in a gravedigger in a cemetary
Nigga you got beef? we ate flesh
Nigga who that gotta deep-hole in ya
Got her bouncin' like fake
So the face sex
'cause I'm the to ever wreck and kill tape decks