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

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Cypress

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

So many fuckin' claim supremacy
On got hip hop locked, it could never be
One who is solo, runnin' the whole
bullshit, like cops never sniffed Cocaine
But I'm takin' on all comers, bombers
numbers, makin' it hot like the summer
(Pay)

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

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

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

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

As I sit and say, tally ho
One of these days your punk ass 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
men till there's 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
was one particular fool in the circle who fell off
Greed overcame the nigga who at all
(That in way)
Changed up to gain it all, but shared
(Ohh)
Who him all the money to overcome?

up on the hill, in the lab
He was rollin' big balla style, profile
(Big balla)
Oh child, me wanna 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' people over the cheese
No soul, no conscience, no
To the niggaz who got him treated, like
(Fuck them)
Aey yo time's up, you're gonna end up visions
Of everybody, you fucked over, you're sober

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

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

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

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

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