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

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

Sixteen men on a dead man's
Yo ho ho and a bag of
Sixteen men till there's no one
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 game
That's bullshit, cops never sniffed Cocaine
But I'm takin' on all comers, bombers
Reducin' numbers, it hot like the summer
(Pay)

This, one MC, he couldn't deal with the
Like Jack did Jill, I rolled his ass the hill
Beaten broken and coughin' and on the rhyme
a hooker, suckin' a dick for the first time
His, rhyme was hollow with no to follow
(Follow)
Bust a nut, all in mouth, and made him swallow
(Fuck them)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

up on the hill, in the lab
He was rollin' big style, high profile
(Big balla)
Oh child, make me wanna act
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, royalty
(Fuck them)
Aey yo time's up, gonna end up seein' visions
Of everybody, you fucked over, scared sober

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

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

You get bucked C Tucker and Will Bennett
Let me step, the hump, and represent it
You go like Jerry, and get smacked
Like Trick Leo, now here's your fuckin' 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 were men
Now there's no men
Watch them all by
I lied of the indo
There sixteen men