Luyện nghe bài hát 8 Iz Enuff

Yo, my is in the house
Terra, Mcgruff, Buddah bless
Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike
And I'ma set it like

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

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

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

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

This nigga Terra is past butter, sharp like a cutter
Ass brother, I leave rhyme trash gutter
I'm more rare, the MC in this
Put you in a morgue where it's too late for that Lord
Power struck, Terra the follow up
Sour luck, niggas got and popped and nuts

For those that don't know, yo, I'm Mcgruff
I'm on murder stuff
And when I talk every word is
Front on and get beat bad
With big bats bruise, break bones
wind up bloody in a bodybag

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

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

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

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

Yo, I bust chumps a glock 10, when I drops in
The top ten is rocked when locked in
I just abuse the flow, need a fuse to blow
the groove slow, when I rhyme I just kill the show
I got lines deeper than a jail
no frail, kids get nailed and read Braille when they fail

Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to 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 pump that off
And I let slugs out, you will get rugged out
For dissin', you come up missin' like a cup

Rappers be funny like flesh, 'cause section's 80 slaughter, son
Talk about nines and tecs, and shot a watergun
But Killa Kam, I get erratic when it to static
There you have it, a trigger with a automatic
the peace that cease 'cause once I release

My crew from the east, we leavin' at
20 police deceased, the beast on attack
So make tracks, I backs
I jack with def gats and macs
On lennox ave ain't no light looks, you crooks
and right hooks, if you front, get your life took

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

And I pack more rallys riots back in cali
And people wanna know the reason why I blow my
I'm in a daze and I'm so
From seein' heads shake so many times the lead
And Mike Boogie's next up, and keep my straight

I should never rhyme 'cause every time I step a contest
Kids evacuate the premises like a bomb threat
'Cause know when I start droppin' poems
I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones and
Sendin' niggas, hoppin'
Word to god, kinda hard for a fag to touch this

So if you're comin' to see me, nigga, bring a and crutches
And niggas, I dont' need a gun for you, of you
'Cause I can kill you with the lead from my no 2
And it's death in every
And niggas learn when I they muthafuckin' ass to ash
No need to question am I nice, 'cause it's a fact,

I shoot the gift santa clause with a mac 10
And niggas ain't as nice, so they get sacrificed
And sent to the afterlife, they ain't no match for
Now I'm to skate in a rush, just finished makin' it tough
Peace to big l, aiyo, 8 is
True,

And before I get up here
I gotta say to D whiz and short man
Brothers was there since the beginning
What's up to rockin' wheel from the hard pack
Peace to murder and the B B O crew

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