Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Millie Bros

Bob Digi, U-G-O-D,
The Chef, the Inspektah
M-E-T-H-O-D the
(The Man)

up, Masta Killa, the GZA
The Genius, the Ol' D-d-dirty Bastard
One, two, one, two
(Killer Beats)
it up, turn it up
The headphones, it up

Yo, you me?
(Yeah, up Toney?)
Don' Don'
(All the way up)
You how we do
(Let's get this together)
You right Pa, uh, huh
(That's right, nigga)
That's as far as it

Sound about to go off on some real
Wu shit, uh, huh
(WTC, Ghost-face)
Lemme y'all the bullshit
Hook for niggas, check it out

The burners in the stash, we about the
We got females got it like that
The golden child's that bone the
See niggas in the that bit my style

Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof
got the answer
'Cuz if I had a chance to do it
I will keep the heat in my pants, uh

Y'all be nice to the crack heads, listen up
I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't trick
life to big screen Don, tapping dust-bones out
With star-writers I fucked Celine Dion

Stuck everything that's the God's beyond
We niggas out that's the type shit that we on
Official head-banger
Flood your space with big waves you did in Sri Lanka

Yo, I drink heavy gallons of Crew, the big part
Niggas got squid on the grill, selling Clarks
Finesse notes, yo, the on with the vest pose
Yellow suede one matching hat with the gun

Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, then my pull up
We all wore down y'all broke stay frontin'
Lines come digital stupid, plus got no jury on
Bet I'm still live and I'm

Two of my silver-backs fun through a of your wolves
Front on react and sippin' Cognac so relax
Know I'm with these cracks

Yo, one, two
Yo, Dirt McGirt, solid tone smith with shots
Lick shots, leave your like a Shaolin monk with six dots
Brooklyn, zoo, zoo
Brooklyn, zoo, zoo

It's the return of Bin Laden, your armor
pretty boy niggas, crush they karma
Eat bones with alligators, roll deep my entourage
My whole fresh out the bars

Diggler, a.k.a The Cab
him off in the middle of fire
Dirty Island, drag bodies to the land
niggas out hurtin' my hand

I in the elevator we was playin' corners
Now we the corners and the cops is stayin' on us
Staten's the war is
Where the system's running out of warrants
TNT be jumping out the Taurus

For real I call it
You see I Lucy 'cuz she Lawless
She's exactly like that is
Snitch niggas swallow tongue
Already know the I'm from
And y'all don't want no problems with

We got a history, of lightning victories
Conceptual breakthrough it no mystery
vision, from giants in every way
Rap czars, magnificent flows for day

From the East to the Ville, from the to the hills
Incredible rhymes, skills
From rat packs, the smallest crews were
They hit 'em fast, an effortless performance

MCs fleeing in flocks
Especially those that's more to heat and shock
We grindin', to the bone my name grounded in stone
I'm Mr Violence we loungin' Chrome
Mr Violence we lounge in his home, hit the housing on
like a hundred thousand in stones

Move mountains with poems, got a for dinero
160, my song, we elbows
The hoes cling, sho thing, we kings
dime dikes, with minds right, we choose Queens

Yeah we wild like stars who smash guitars
Yo son split his face with the toast, he Ghost
no joke, iron coat, rifle with a scope
One toke, brains float, shot to the

Before the smoke hit, the killing
crime scene, body on the block
Eyes open from the of being popped in the neck
Yet still hella lit cigarette between his fingers
Danger when you step into the chamber the master
Disaster, gotta blast ya, I have ta

The rat pack is from the Island of Stat'
you cursed us 'cuz you worship the gat
The first one to snap off your Smirnoff
Blow the bouncer's ear off, let him floss he the

Handcuffed to the turntables Wizard Theodore
See it's pure, let it rain pearly
Bang him with the thing that hang the trousers
You don't want no drama, I'm fast
That jumped up and did the Damon Dash