Luyện nghe bài hát Rewind

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

The bullet goes in the gun
The bullet closing this chest of a nigga
Now he to square one
Screaming, "Shoot please"
I put my fifth on my hip
like a VCR rewinding a hit
He put his hands on his bitch
My caravan open up
I jumped in the van and closed it shut
reverse, slowly prepared
My nigga utters out something crazy like, "Go he there"
in back of this chair, we hitting the roach
The smoke goes back in the blunt, the blunt gets bigger in
Jungle it, put his weed back in the jar
The blunt turns back a cigar
We listen to Stevie, it sounded like heavy metal
Spinnin records of AC/DC
I give my niggas dap, jump out the van first
upstairs, took off the black shirt
I'm in the with the phone to my ear
Listen up so y'all can figure out the real clear
The voice on the phone was like, "Outside we"
So with my mouth wide, my heat
Bullets I had to squeeze, plenty for ya
Jungle said, "Block your on enemies the"
Hung up the phone, then the rang
I'm laid in the bed thinking 'bout this pretty thing
Who left, she came back, her clothes just 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 with no hands, a whole spit
Then got up and put her bra on her tits
Got fully dressed and me, "Stressed really I'm"
Picked up her bag and left her nigga behind
through the door, she rang the bell twice
I vomited Vodka back in my with juice and ice
The clock back from three, to two, to one
And that's about the the story begun
That's I first heard the voice mail on the cell
It said, "Son we that nigga 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 him, right now, I see him right now!
Let's him)

"Yo, Nas, leave it. Peace"