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

and Gentlemen
We would to present to you
A group that is
Just marvelous, just
and Gentlemen
Cypress

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

This, one MC, he couldn't deal with the
Like did Jill, I rolled his ass down the hill
Beaten and coughin' and chokin' on the rhyme
Like a hooker, suckin' a dick for the 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
'em feel the contact, eatin' the mushrooms
Playin' with your mind, makin' you the force
Had to cancel out, two niggaz up in the source
(Hahahahaha)
Tried to get double XL, still fell
Bitches go tell your to Montel

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

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

Ass whoop all over the place, you hide behind
The physical, run to the spiritual
Ass critical, or you can get it
From the lyrical, made niggaz are invisible
Dysfunctional, hypocritical, smile in your
The fuckin' shit brains
(The fuck in brain)

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

Sixteen men let me see next?
Yo ho ho and a bag of
Sixteen men till 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
There was one particular fool in the circle who off
Greed overcame the nigga who at all
(That in way)
Changed up to gain it all, but shared
(Ohh)
Who made him all the to overcome?

up on the hill, in the lab
He was rollin' big 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 fucked over, scared sober

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

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

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

That was 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
were sixteen men