Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Seasons

Bitch!
city, yo
Yo, yo doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the moon
That pair mics, my
I battle you and then me and meth shifts
For money, to your arrest anklet
I it all, if not, here's a thousand
Bricks, be shooting fair with bail bonds men
I'm constant, on that chase
Blow zip from bricks to 8-1-8
Doc serve til you lickin' the
Battle royal, in the ring like doc out of oil
Fire thrown to the roof of you
Hit 95 I hide with the waltons
Down south, the feela
I'm a nigga, you a polo nigga
I'm an shopper, you a soho nigga
Westside highway running, nigga

I'm the of the ghetto
The homicidal
I niggas out like cristal bottles, uh
When I battle, I'm breaking down to gravel
I got the heat right here, we got to travel
I'm bigger producers, I figured out you losers
I knew my confuse ya
Big paper game, come on run these flames
the power of the royal king james
Phantom menace, that's why niggas faces like they drinking guinness
When they I'm not finished
I've been paid, I've platinum, been spittin', uh
eatin', been ballin' and you know I'm shittin'
Platinum links, chinky-eyed blonde honeys sippin' rainbow colored drinks
Black thugs with white minks, ready to the brink
Bend your wifee over help her stretch out the kinks
That's why ya niggas when I step up in the building
The godfather's giving blessings to his children
Carats shine, the all mine
Can't believe these cats is poppin' about papers in their rhymes
Or they collect, black gotti shot a tech
Them gangsta visions will you ass up in an ambulance
Cats ain't live, up in my eyes
We can do this one more time, let you decide
The alize swigger, I clock twelve
Think giuliani's rough I got some real shit for
been defeated, niggas retreated
Made the choice to be seated my mission's completed
Get loose, get loose, method man get
What the world do when my dogs get loose?
(blaze one) one (blaze one) blaze one
Blaze, blaze, one

Now corners, four seasons
Four mc's four reasons to bring this game to its knees
And why you there, suck my dick
My whole motto is it
Hit the shop and blow my budget
abusing my bitch, using my shit
I'm hanging off the with one hand, losing my grip
Now don't wanna see me do that, now do you?
Go straight and terrorize rap, do you?
I do my best work out and under pressure
Deep inside the is where you'll find my buried treasure
I'm wild, still tical
Still style, foul, crimi-niminal, individual
Sing a of sixpence
full of chits
Too many rappers be on john gotti's
Now this is something that we rehearse
Put rap shit second, and hip-hop first

Easy, nann niggas spitting like me
Nor murderers inc
Niggas will me, look me in the face, ask me
Are y'all really holdin' or did somebody gas me?
Ja be the myth, hand me the fifth let me explain
Your lil' man me give him a lift
So you with gangstas
I'm up to a whole lot of shit
Murderers is the clique, niggas can't deal
Try it (hataz) you gonna get to the heart
Lesson by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot
L.l. an red
Ja rule with hot nix I'm the best at that
So explain this
We ride dick so well, game from hell
I love making them yell, my
baby, and ain't shit gon' change, uh, uh