Luyện nghe bài hát 3000

I crank up lyrical flows, spit spats, that
The pattern records, touch the dats, yo
Check out the pro skills, medic
react to style Im back you lack

Channels and handles, on the panels
Turnin' knobs you slobs suckers baskin' robs
Caravel dont your whole crew is ice cream fudge
Rappers that budge, makin' moves step in

And the pace
Like at dark shades
Now you me
Rap moves on to the year three

Let me red red red
See the black it aint hard
Pick and choose you lose oops you
Check out the boss on Broadway to walkways

Suckers with mics end up with tooth decay
I, the doctor, stop ya, in world rock ya
Heads bop, forever tunes and wont stop like hip-hop
growing, sick of sick of showing

Scratches in mattress money reattaches worldwide
Deep inside stops the diamond
In a million world, billion world, quitrillion
Rap moves on to the year three

As space Ive shown acts walk up clog up and mess up
Water down the sound, that comes from the
In the middle the core you tour explore
is real you feel, changing ways

Commercial raps in the
Stuff on disc thats very
That you saved, you think its wont go platinum
Or even turn wood, sell the

Your homeys tape deck wet
You my pet, my poodle chicken noodles on the
Open your eyes and see my
Rap moves on to the year three