Luyện nghe bài hát 1112

Bobby said, "Fuck 50 on a whip, buy a clip"
Mental flip, got a thousand tracks on a chip
he had mad toys to make noise
You split and separate drums like

The concerned producer this question
Hit him the beat for the answer, with extra compression
When sound travel, it quickly you
And equalizes the pitch up, it have you

Bugged out, to think you can match this
The portrait's too
Panoramic view for you, Wu
The feature Gothic, the outcome be catastrophic

We block-tic checkpoints on your next joint
And who the nigga you
700 on the track to slay
wordplay displayed, for killin' cascades

Throwin' bullets in the air to test
And way the cyclone spins
Counter on clockwise, civilized
Kill spies on the wall, that flies all dies

Give no on the lynchin'
It's tension if the of the Clan is mentioned
It's the that's felt, that causes one to flash his gun
And reveal how he really feel,

He'll never after the show, see the promoted for the dough
I'm takin', his wax
Throw my shit on to perform my selection the Swarm
Day 2 breaks, a stormy Monday

My ninjas lay in ravines and
Underneath and leaves
They breathed underwater reeds
The walks above

remain subterranean mud
Off shore banks, approach the location
Bombarded by the circle of death
lines are sniped from these low altitude strikes

Shatterin' helmets with scrap nail fragments of cell
Inhale these venomous thoughts that I
Through the north facility, the city must suffer at the
Of the Chief's command, is in

At 3 minute the heat intenses
Deadenin' the power from electrical
Defenses are down, a nigga up
him off the sound

You what I'm sayin'?
The God ca-diver, in the of Iris
We talk about sex, money and
Ruled by

And y'all cats know
What it's
(Love and power)
It deeper than what you see on TV
Priest, come on

Burnin' desire, ebony
Painted toe nails, die
Drivin' by the well, Egyptian queens, Arabian
Are paid to off rich kings for the joy some sing

Graveyards filled scarlet widows
Who they husbands
Sleepin' on silk pillows, blood on they
Disguised as in cheap wool clothes

Lambs and wolfs in black hoods, pull out they
magic wands, castin' spells, sendin' niggaz to Hell
Trappin' they souls in realms, baptize 'em with holy
on the heads of plenty witches' daughters

Interviews the richest reporters
Silent nights over the dividers, a 1000 Muslim
For the cobbler, flee to the hills of Masada
For the love of God, guns a loud sound

I'ma show you how thugs get
Shoot outs, bullets turn into bloodhounds and hunt you
Cursed nation, lost
X-Files, describe them in the as cosmic rulers

Fallen from space intruders
Dyin' saints, blood spilled on the like wet paint
See it in the pictures, read it the lost scriptures
Dissolve it with your 100 liquor

Ha, I shot the and the deputy secondly
Threatenin' the of those who threaten me
Lessenin' my chances of by predeterminin' the victory
As taught by Sun Tzu in the

After the third one, I heard my words be bombed
Regardless to anything or
I die by the gun, my life has begun
Thought I was all along, but I was wrong

This long I have to travel in countless battles
These filthy snakes with fangs and rattles
Kings, queens and pharaohs to cattle
I'm able to subtract the devil's

Singin' at his on the sparrow, mind narrow
2 positions, and tarots
Hark harolds, angels and carols
Raven hang from the mantels

Man slaves and modern day babbles
Raw from Africa and golden and sandles
By thieves and vandals
Aho man-handled us leather whips and burnin' candles

And rambled through our castle, leavin' niggaz
Stole our golden sodas like some camels
We gazed, amazed and as he loaded his ammo
With to the barrel and out our bone marrow

We went to and the Hansel
Tricked by wicked jackel
Children of my old daddy, have me
In mind were they lost in this wilderness