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

{Ladies and
We would to present to you
A that is simply
marvelous, just marvelous
Ladies and
Cypress

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

So many fuckin' emcees claim
On whose got hip hop locked, it never be
One who is solo, runnin' the game
That's bullshit, like cops never sniffed
But I'm takin' on all comers, bombers
Reducin' numbers, 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 broken and and chokin' on the rhyme
Like a hooker, suckin' a for the first time
His, rhyme was hollow with no to follow
(Follow)
Bust a nut, all in your mouth, and him swallow
(Fuck them)

I take sixteen MC's, 'em in a room
Make 'em feel the contact, eatin' the
with your mind, makin' you feel the force
Had to cancel out, two punk niggaz up in the
(Hahahahaha)
Tried to get double XL, still fell
Bitches go tell your to Montel

Sixteen men now there's thirteen
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 controllin' the airwaves
(Ohh)
Got it goin' on, you know it all, but God
(Hhh)
ass for clashin' with the soul assassin'
(Hey, hey)
That's like Mike fuckin' with Poppa Joe
(Hhh)

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

As I sit back and say, 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 about to blow
(Bey)

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

Twelve punks to go, next on the list
of fact I got one in my head to fix
There was one particular in the circle who fell off
Greed the nigga who at all costs
(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 big balla style, high profile
(Big balla)
Oh child, me wanna act juvenile
All smiles, right in my face, but wait a now
(Wait a now)

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

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

Fuck the hater with the symbol and no
And that nigga who stole my car stereo
Trick Deez, no love, she gets 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 down like Jerry, and get
Like Leo, now here's your fuckin' eulogy o

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

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