Luyện nghe bài hát 16 Men Till There's No Men Left

{Ladies and
We would like to to you
A that is simply
Just marvelous, marvelous
and Gentlemen
Cypress

Sixteen men on a man's list
Yo ho ho and a bag of
Sixteen men till there's no one
Yo ho ho and a bag of

So many fuckin' emcees supremacy
On whose got hip hop locked, it never be
One who is solo, runnin' the game
That's bullshit, like cops never Cocaine
But I'm on all comers, droppin' bombers
Reducin' numbers, makin' it hot the summer
(Pay)

This, one MC, he deal with the skill
Like Jack did Jill, I rolled his ass the hill
Beaten broken and and chokin' on the rhyme
Like a hooker, a dick for the first time
His, rhyme was hollow no flow to follow
(Follow)
Bust a nut, all in mouth, and made him swallow
(Fuck them)

I take MC's, lock 'em in a room
Make 'em feel the contact, eatin' the
with your mind, makin' you feel the force
Had to cancel out, two punk up in the source
(Hahahahaha)
Tried to get double XL, they fell
Bitches go tell your troubles to

men now there's thirteen left
Yo ho ho and a bag of
men now there's thirteen left
Yo ho ho and a bag of

I'm on the people controllin' the airwaves
(Ohh)
Got it goin' on, you know it all, but God
(Hhh)
ass for clashin' with the soul assassin'
(Hey, hey)
That's like fuckin' with Poppa Joe Jackson
(Hhh)

Ass whoop all over the place, you can't hide
The physical, better run to the
Ass critical, or you can get it
From the lyrical, made niggaz are invisible
Dysfunctional, hypocritical, smile in face
The fuckin' cynical brains
(The fuck in brain)

As I sit and say, tally ho
One of these days your punk ass go
(Bye bye)
Guess you had a key to figure the fuckin'
(Hahaha)
But you're locked out, and the about to blow
(Bey)

Sixteen men let me see next?
Yo ho ho and a bag of
Sixteen men till there's no one
Yo ho ho and a bag of

Twelve punks to go, who's next on the
of fact I got one in my head to fix
There was one fool in the circle who fell off
overcame the nigga who at all costs
(That in way)
up to gain it all, but shared none
(Ohh)
Who him all the money to overcome?

up on the hill, in the lab
He was big balla style, high profile
(Big balla)
Oh child, me wanna act juvenile
All smiles, right in my face, but a minute now
(Wait a now)

to the 360 degrees
Pay a fee when you fuckin' your people the cheese
No soul, no conscience, no
To the niggaz who got him treated, like
(Fuck them)
Aey yo time's up, you're end up seein' visions
Of everybody, you fucked over, you're scared

Sixteen men there's no one left
Yo ho ho them gotta go
men till there's no one left
Yo ho ho them gotta go

Fuck the hater the symbol and no soul
And that bitch nigga who stole my car
Trick Deez, gets no love, she gets
ass Miller, and that fuckin' ex dealer
Can't forget the nigga who was down the hilla
And that punk who tried to dip into the

You get bucked like C and Will Bennett
Let me step, the hump, and represent it
You go down like Jerry, and get
Trick Leo, now here's your fuckin' eulogy o

That was sixteen men now no one left
Yo ho ho and a bag of
men now there's no one left
Yo ho ho and a bag of

There sixteen men
Now no men left
Watch them all by
While I of the indo
were sixteen men