Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Iz Enuff

Yo, my crew is in the
Terra, Mcgruff, Buddah bless
Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike
And set it like this

Aiyo, folks who quote I wrote get choked
You better surrender before you get
You niggas be thinkin' kid is a joke?
I put chumps to fast, when my Smith Wes' blast
So dash or trespass and get your chest smashed

Rap New York rules, I sport and extort crews
Don't get me pissed, I got a fuse
I go bezerk when I put in or do dirt, jerk
So stay alert, no smoke, 'cause knuckles hurt
I'm from the alley, not the

I'm hotter than Cali, like Harry
And fuck Sally, I rather Halle
I revive crowds with live styles, don't hang with jive
Adios, ghost, I'm 5
Well, I'm flav, and I was down with the crime

Now it's time saved, yo, now I'm a rhyme slave
In '87 I sold cracks, collected some stacks
Hold gats, a got his soul taxed
N O rated, you no made it
Tell the terra to rotate it, his raps are gold

This nigga Terra is butter, sharp like a glass cutter
Ass brother, I leave your rhyme gutter
I'm rare, the MC in this warfare
Put you in a morgue where too late for that Lord prayer
Power struck, drops the follow up
Sour luck, niggas got and popped and swallow

For those that know, yo, I'm Herb Mcgruff
I'm on murder stuff
And I talk every word is ruff
Front on this and get bad
With big that bruise, break bones
Then wind up bloody in a

are live, but I'm mad liver
Aiyo, my rhymes are more than a Afghan cab driver
Step to this and get with ease
Ate up like and peas
(Herb, can you fight?)
Yo, I'm nice with

Ask the nigga in my 'bout
He I just was on some gun shit, I had to knock his ass out
I gotta tear
Peace to big l, straight Hell
I'm the up outta here

Aiyo, time to get drastic, but God bless the fantastic
Herb passed it, now I melt the mic it's plastic
I rag crews 'cause I'm bad
In a mad move I'm servin' brothers quicker fast food
Step to this and get your blown

I'm a nomaticom for poems I slide the hotties home
Here's advice, I'm mad nice
Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag and cold take a fag's life
My melon got niggas jealin'
Aiyo, fuck bribes, I'm takin' niggas lives a felon

Yo, I bust chumps like a 10, when I drops in
The top ten is rocked it's locked in
I just abuse the flow, don't a fuse to blow
Bruise the groove slow, when I rhyme I just kill the
I got lines that's deeper than a
Been no frail, kids get nailed and read Braille they fail

Yeah, ain't I nasty, too to trash me
Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so ask me
You'd get bumped off if ever jumped off
I never come soft, I gotta that sawed off
And I let slugs out, you will get rugged out
For dissin', you up missin' like a cup scout

Rappers be funny like flesh, they section's 80 slaughter, son
Talk about nines and tecs, and never shot a
But Killa Kam, I get erratic when it to static
There you have it, a trigger fanatic a automatic
Increase the peace cease 'cause once I release

My from the east, we leavin' at least
20 police deceased, the beast on attack
So tracks, I break backs
I jack with def and black macs
On lennox ave no light looks, you fight crooks
Left and hooks, if you front, get your life took

I'm havin' sharp pains in my brain like a hellraiser
I'm trails from jail cells, so a trailblazer
Who find crime and fill the nine nothin' but lead
Boom, bye, bye, dem find batty boy dead
In backyard alleys, but I call 'em crackyard

And I pack more rallys than riots in cali
And people wanna know the why I blow my fuse
I'm in a and I'm so confused
From seein' heads shake so many the lead make
And Mike Boogie's next up, and keep my head

I should never rhyme 'cause every I step into a contest
Kids evacuate the premises it's a bomb threat
'Cause they know when I start droppin'
That I be domes, poppin' bones and
niggas, hoppin' home
Word to god, it's kinda for a fag to touch this

So if you're comin' to see me, nigga, a cask' and crutches
And niggas, I dont' a gun for you, none of you
'Cause I can kill you dead with the from my no 2
And it's death in every
And learn when I burn they muthafuckin' ass to ash
No need to am I nice, 'cause it's a fact, friend

I shoot the gift santa clause with a mac 10
And niggas half as nice, so they get sacrificed
And sent to the afterlife, they no match for Mike
Now I'm to skate in a rush, just finished makin' it tough
to big l, aiyo, 8 is enough
True,

And I get up outta here
I say peace to D whiz and short man
that was there since the beginning
What's up to rockin' wheel from the hard crew
to mase murder and the B B O crew

The best out crew, the M and M
And all the other crews representin' in Harlem
You know I'm sayin'? And last but not least
I gotta say peace to the 139th street N F L
My crew, up