Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Elements

Motherfuckin gp in the motherfuckin
shorty shy

Yo.. yo.. I all hell when i, start to stain
Crab niggaz, I recon, you the grain
I drama to your earpiece, when I bust
Raps niggaz collapse, in turn to slush
It only a second to die
It only a minute to get high
The hoods that I run with don't care
Bustin at God with our in the air

da brown hornet]
No more loses, I'm bringin in da
You get rich, bet on me, motherfuck them horses
I'm black, too good, deadly a luger
I live day by day, but my mind set on the
Drunk vexism, handin out bad desicions
Got shit locked like state
Mc destroyer, it, I got somethin for ya
When I'm red niggaz die from
Sureshot, yourself, get got, forget me not
Or I'll be runnin shit in ya'
Die hard, crackin shit, ty cobb
Keep it real, plus stay black, roll with a mob
Forever high, I'm the of guy to puff chocolate thai
Then blow the smoke all in eye
You're blinded, the rap style I posess, you find it
why you wanna constantly rewind it

[down low
Yo, d. allah represent at sparkin like flint
With style you can inhale and get the nigga bent
Cash rules, no choice but bein top
Have ya blinded by the fire like that bitch in the
You know I'm iller, than the caviar, these rhythms
That's acquired to break down immune
In any i'm-a come in first
With raw that shock ya ear like a fuckin curse
I like sex after ballentine x
Understandin, I run through hoes barry sanders
Niggaz get in the land
Reachin, it'll cost hand, now ya sink in the sand

I'm-a live shorty, word up, the shit hard to tell
I verses, just like, napsilnac to sperm cells
My lifestyle, it didn't change, I'm the same
Nike sneakers, jeans and gold chains
The rugged child be bringin drama to your system drugs
and direct, from new york like lugz
Is it the ruckus you want, and get that ass lynched
You complain to throw, I your jake with a twelve inch
Kid, I be just fuckin in the cut, on some what
Jiggy-june a nut

Who dares to test me, bring it to the
Niggaz you don't really wanna see the God
Active, make teachers run for practice
And tell proteges, they can't fuck with the tactics
So give me room, when I speaks verbal knowledge
You put your man, even if he went to college
With this mutation, I like a chef
What do you know, I be that squeezin air from your last breath
Got you gaspin suffocation
Then I without a clue nor an explanation
It's the hip hop, b-boy, rap addict
Static, you don't want, cause when I brings it, it get
Faggot, now put an h on chest and handle
Whatever comes at ya, best i'ma gat ya
Now move back from jack, you can't touch it
Cause if you do, you catch a 50 muggin
I'm thuggish, with enough stamina to ya
Crew, plus jerk em like a crooked ass
Corrupt indeed, my mind is the backbone of
Causin me to to innocent people
Niggaz hard rocks on the wrong block
Thinkin it be you I let the nine glock
Pa-pop, my man all in his pants
It's the same old song and
And I'm out motherfuckers!