Luyện nghe bài hát 5 Elements

Motherfuckin gp in the house
With shy

Yo.. yo.. I raise all hell when i, to stain
niggaz, I recon, you recognize the grain
I bring drama to your earpiece, when I
Raps collapse, in fact turn to slush
It only a second to die
It only takes a minute to get
The hoods that I run with really don't
Bustin at God our pistols in the air

[pop da brown
No more loses, I'm bringin in da
You wanna get rich, bet on me, motherfuck 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 locked like state prisons
Mc destroyer, it, I got somethin for ya
When I'm red niggaz die paranoia
Sureshot, play yourself, get got, me not
Or be runnin shit in ya' spot
Die hard, crackin shit, ty cobb
Keep it real, plus black, roll with a tight mob
Forever high, I'm the type of guy to chocolate thai
Then blow the all in your eye
You're blinded, the rap style I posess, you find it
That's why you constantly rewind it

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

I'm-a live shorty, word up, the ain't hard to tell
I kill verses, just like, to sperm cells
My lifestyle, it change, I'm still the same
sneakers, guess jeans and gold chains
The rugged be bringin drama to your system like drugs
Live and direct, from new like lugz
Is it the you want, come and get that ass lynched
You to throw, I play your jake with a twelve inch
Kid, I be just in the cut, on some shaolin what
Jiggy-june a nut

Who dares to me, bring it to the cypher
you don't really wanna see the God hyper
Active, make teachers run back for
And tell they proteges, they can't fuck the tactics
So give me room, when I speaks with knowledge
You put your best man, even if he went to
With this mutation, I serve a chef
What do you know, I be nigga squeezin air from your last breath
Got you gaspin from
Then I leave a clue nor an explanation
It's the mister hip hop, b-boy, rap
Static, you don't want, cause when I brings it, it get
Faggot, now put an h on your and handle
Whatever at ya, best beleive i'ma gat ya
Now back from this jack, you can't touch it
Cause if you do, you catch a 50 muggin
I'm thuggish, enough stamina to damage ya
Crew, jerk em like a crooked ass manager
Corrupt indeed, my mind is the backbone of
me to to hurt innocent people
Niggaz hard rocks on the wrong block
it be you until I let the nine glock
Pa-pop, my man all in his pants
It's the same old and dance
And I'm out motherfuckers!