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

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men on a dead 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 claim
On whose got hip hop locked, it never be
One who is solo, runnin' the game
That's bullshit, like cops never sniffed
But I'm takin' on all comers, droppin'
Reducin' numbers, makin' it hot like the
(Pay)

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

I sixteen MC's, lock 'em in a room
'em feel the contact, eatin' the mushrooms
Playin' with your mind, you feel the force
Had to cancel out, two niggaz up in the source
(Hahahahaha)
Tried to get XL, they still fell
Bitches go tell your to Montel

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

I'm trippin' on the people the airwaves
(Ohh)
Got it goin' on, you it all, but God save
(Hhh)
Your ass for with the soul assassin'
(Hey, hey)
like Mike fuckin' with Poppa Joe Jackson
(Hhh)

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

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

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

punks to go, who's next on the list
Matter of fact I got one in my to fix
was one particular fool in the circle who fell off
Greed the nigga who at all costs
(That in way)
Changed up to it all, but shared none
(Ohh)
Who made him all the money to

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

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

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

the hater with the symbol and no soul
And that bitch who stole my car stereo
Deez, gets no love, she gets nuts
Like ass Miller, and that ex dealer
Can't forget the who was down with the hilla
And that punk who to dip into the squealer

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

was sixteen men now there's 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 there's no men
Watch all by slow
While I lied of the
were sixteen men