Luyện nghe bài hát 1, 2, 3 Grind

[Lloyd - Verse 1]
Wordplay in the way
Earthquake, is shook, ash in my purp tray,
20s on day, Lincoln on Thursday,
Highday, fever leaving off the driveway,
Cheeba got my mind grey, bottle entree,
Cooler a cooler, armed like a padre,
Ya baby momma about the God
I let her hit the fingers startin up the car
Style when I sleep, when I hit the street
Green, pillin' up body when I lift the beat
My sour my bitches sweet,
Marine but my shit discrete,
Watch me make the repeat,
I trick or treat, but so halloween,
myers with the fire trip holla scream,
I gotta lotta cream, and a team,
It's i'm playin solitare,
I don't see a challenge here,

Money on the dime,
123 grind,
Niggas give me mine,
my funds, top down,
for the shine,
to it so inline,
I'm by the gold,
I do it if i
I'ma get 'em time,
123grind!

[Prodigy - 2]
You know there's rules that you
And tools get the hollow
Poppin' at fools
dudes get their narrow ass deceased
I terminate, the purly gate
Put that work in than I spin a 38
All around the world, around the world twice
Fucking the internash infamous paradigm
Catch your on the line at the concert
I'm take advantage of this opportunity time
I'm the of the worst, vultures
Come on slime, you aint never in your life never life like
This is grand theft audio, you a petty crime
In my parade of hits, get confetti on my
You like spaghetti, I'm harder than a whale dick
Clap a nigga real quick, falling line like
1 2 3 they be dropping like Dominoes, vamonos
I show you how to die, it's career suicide must be on that crack
Coming at me diagonally, the fuck you on your mind fuck be on you brains
It seems you death,
Yo blow, these niggas games ready for flesh

[Lloyd Banks - 3]
Big chain photo, still ? you see me
HFM in 3d, hood beemer my CD
a creep, do some foul shit every week
F-ck my sister, left her lipstick all in my sheets
Stay low I'm on that shit,
Looking for a menage they for a sponsor
Opposite of bubblegum rap, I the track
All 4 of my pockets fat, New York city rap
Brighter than my jewelery I'm in line the stars
I'm from Mars, I'm bad Domino broads
large, you gon need 500 bars
When we drive, bouji bitches climb in the cars
Wheels spin the off, Porsche feet off
The haters still hating and they hot as
In need of defrost, brick ? old
Play with me in with a wife widow