Luyện nghe bài hát 31 Bumrush

My off the hook look, leaves my shook
No matter what groups you book, I still jam like Sam
Took a click out and had the sound man flippin'
Kickin' wicked freestyle to shit on niggaz the writtens

Check my computer type graphics, niggaz get they ass
Quick if try to flip like ashes, I'm never passive
As is, yo, you see the flow yo what
Check out niggaz rappin'

The clap of the crowd be showin' me like Cupid
Loop it back, shit slams I dished off to Shaq
My crew strapped with battle raps on cap
We to clap on chaps who make up half you sucker rap acts

I'm intact with facts, can't compete with these treats
And Shawn JP with the beats,
Talents, balance, extraordinary
With the vocabulary, no buries

We know schematics on rapper's
Only a few can freak status, techniques
Can freak here to Dalls, leavin' you to clean up
Like Alice, shit's thick like from out the chalice

The weak we embarrass, no pity on your city
We play you live or have you taped in like MIDI, who?
The Brick City Committee comin' through a nigga
This round's for all our niggaz that didn't get yet

Ashes to ashes, to dust from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush we breeze through
You don't know, you to tell the sound man
touch nothin' but the EQ

Ashes to ashes, dust to from off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush we breeze through
You know, you need to tell the sound man
Don't touch but the EQ

lethal weapon steppin' with the props
Seekin' your sale racks and peepin' all mall cops
In to win, tall like Bunyan, the bass line's drummin'
Meanin' that the notty headed nigguz

Lights, camera, act like you wanna bring the
I make it than all of Atlanta, ready to act up
My Hooter ville upbringin' is upon ya son
Gunnin' for your the name of Tame One

Yo, eyes focused, ready to toke it
You'll choke on my skit, dilemma is to quit
Flip scripts, who's the takin' out all beginners?
In an instant, my style's polished and resistant

The E&J sipper blunt nigga flips your bitch ass
better effects, we go to war like George Lucas
Toucan Sam and we be the mister man put
Your twelve inch could make a foot

We got bombs, my momma told me no when I was
But I told her, I don't cry on no shoulders, I'm a
Let me show ya, how we can rock a like Ayatollah
Check the folder, here we, go it out right now

Now you got the scoop, check the troop low
On the chest, still use the word fresh blessed
You see the structure, builder,
Bust another the skills that I muster
Up touches you check the forte
Artifacts, One and MC El the Sensai

Ashes to ashes, dust to from off the back of the bus
The 31 crews we breeze through
You don't know, you to tell the sound man
Don't touch but the EQ

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust off the back of the bus
The 31 bumrush crews we through
You don't know, you need to tell the man
touch nothin' but the EQ