Luyện nghe bài hát 3X's Dope

(Intro)
(Clark Kent)
Sonja Blade, Shaq
T.W.IsM. fam
That's uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Say what, say what, say

(Shaquille O'Neal)
All these destinations with split acceleration
It caps time to witness you're gone evaporation
Slash paragraphs that emphasize my
Abbreviate lyricist the lyrical hands
I kidnap for atmospherical advantage
My lyrical the rise for mental mechanics
the Mic in hand I'm immortal to hu-mans
My allows me to kill a whole clan
Verse reversal get your reversed
Battle rhymes since fear in mid-air and change
I've been held captive for scientific
Nuclear rays made my brain
Knock the world off its axis re-design the
Re-construct the with gee-saw geographics
mathematics calculated you to average
More elves than 90 Degree and graphics

(Hook)
(Clark Kent)
Aiyyo you rap better sit back and relax
We getting stacks the rest of you cats getting attacked
By the fever bad you wanna be with us
Leaving players with 20-20 they ain't us

(Shaquille O'Neal)
Aiyyo I you check form
I respect for when the sex raw the Lex four
really means I'm not the one
And these Jean chicks kids they not my sons
to scratch my rips tryin to match my chips
And yo Shaq. snatched my
So my position is to with opposition
wouldn't know pop the kids who always choose not to listen
So I'm
End it a seven-day inventiss
Who wanna against this?
Get rich is senseless ya rather get
While I stack cash you cats spit
It I flow predicates flows as evidence
Hittin chicks yelling celebrant for the hell of it
In the chest is where the went
delicate is how I'm tellin it
So anything else is irrelevant, the

(Hook w/ variations)
(Clark Kent)
Aiyyo you rap better sit back and relax
We getting stacks while the rest of you getting attacked
By the y'all bad you wanna be with us
Leaving players with they ain't seeing us

(Sonja Blade)
I go to war and break Mics
From daylight to night
And strike just like a snakebite
the venom is toxic
Call me clumsy I always drop.
have to lick slugs at men
I spit as like Pac in "Above the Rim"
I'm him or her, Jim or Gin, the fur
And Tim's, the tennis skirts to mini firms
And if I first you get it worst
Get a or leave in a tenant Hurst
Suit yourself it's hot.. towards boots to
It's murder either way so shoot
Let me know you war yes or no?
My crew like exinal a chick with a lot of testicles
those freshly clothed
So please don't me hoes
I guess these flows got you beating Johnson
Eating a Swanson and for my death like Charles Bronson

(Hook)
(Clark Kent)
you rap cats better sit back and relax
We getting stacks the rest of you cats getting attacked
By the fever y'all bad you wanna be us
players with 20-20 they ain't seeing us

(Outro)
(Clark Kent)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
What, is how we do
Uh, mop crew
What, what, what, what, what, what, what,
diesel, T.W.IsM. fam
Sonja word from
Clockworld,
Yeah,
You know, we
Uh-huh, yeah now until whenever
How we get down, Big
the boards, record lord