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

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

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

So many emcees claim supremacy
On got hip hop locked, it could never be
One who is solo, runnin' the whole
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 couldn't deal with the
Like Jack did Jill, I his ass down the hill
broken and coughin' and chokin' on the rhyme
Like a hooker, a dick 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 take MC's, lock 'em in a room
Make 'em feel the contact, eatin' the
Playin' with your mind, makin' you feel the
Had to cancel out, two punk up in the source
(Hahahahaha)
Tried to get double XL, still fell
Bitches go tell your troubles to

Sixteen men now 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)
Your ass for clashin' with the soul
(Hey, hey)
That's Mike fuckin' with Poppa Joe Jackson
(Hhh)

Ass whoop all over the place, you can't behind
The physical, run to the spiritual
Ass critical, or you can get it
From the lyrical, bitch made are invisible
Dysfunctional, hypocritical, in your face
The fuckin' shit brains
(The in your brain)

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

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

Twelve to go, who's next on the list
Matter of I got one in my head to fix
There was one particular in the circle who fell off
overcame the nigga who at all costs
(That in way)
Changed up to gain it all, but shared
(Ohh)
Who made him all the money to

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

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

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

Fuck the hater with the symbol and no
And that bitch nigga who my car stereo
Trick Deez, no love, she gets nuts
Like ass Miller, and that ex dealer
Can't forget the nigga who was down 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 your eulogy o

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

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