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

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

So fuckin' emcees claim supremacy
On whose got hip hop locked, it could be
One who is solo, runnin' the whole
That's bullshit, like never sniffed Cocaine
But I'm on all comers, droppin' bombers
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 coughin' and chokin' on the
a hooker, suckin' a dick for the first time
His, rhyme was with no flow to follow
(Follow)
Bust a nut, all in your mouth, and made him
(Fuck them)

I take sixteen MC's, 'em in a room
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)
to get double XL, they still fell
Bitches go your troubles to Montel

Sixteen men now thirteen 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 people the airwaves
(Ohh)
Got it goin' on, you it all, but God save
(Hhh)
Your ass for clashin' with the soul
(Hey, hey)
That's 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 are invisible
Dysfunctional, hypocritical, in your face
The cynical shit brains
(The in your brain)

As I sit and say, tally ho
One of days your punk ass gonna go
(Bye bye)
Guess you had a key to figure the fuckin'
(Hahaha)
But you're locked out, and the about 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 punks to go, who's next on the
of fact I got one in my head 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 none
(Ohh)
Who made him all the to overcome?

up on the hill, in the lab
He was rollin' big balla style, high
(Big balla)
Oh child, make me act juvenile
All smiles, right in my face, but 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 up, you're gonna end up seein' visions
Of everybody, you fucked over, you're scared

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

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

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

That was sixteen men now there's no one
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 all by slow
While I of the indo
There sixteen men