Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Millie Bros

Bob Digi, U-G-O-D,
The Chef, the Deck
the B-O-B-B
(The Man)

Straight up, Killa, the GZA
The Genius, it's the Ol' Bastard
One, two, one, two
(Killer Beats)
Turn it up, it up
The headphones, it up

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

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

The in the stash, we about the cash
We got females got it like that
The golden that bone the crowd
See niggas in the place bit my style

I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
Wu-Tang got the
'Cuz if I had a to do it again
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
Word life to big screen Don, dust-bones out
With like I fucked Celine Dion

Stuck everything that's the honest beyond
We airin' niggas out that's the type shit we on
Wu-Tang head-banger
Flood space with big waves like you did in Sri Lanka

Yo, I drink heavy gallons of Crew, play the big
got squid on the grill, selling kids Clarks
Finesse notes, yo, the Guess on the vest pose
Yellow suede one hat with the gray gun

Niggas be rhymin' for nothing, then my pull up
We all down y'all broke niggas stay frontin'
come digital stupid, plus ain't 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 dude
Know I'm with these cracks

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

It's the return of Bin Laden, grab armor
Smash pretty boy niggas, they karma
Eat bones with alligators, deep with my entourage
My whole crew's out the bars

Diggler, a.k.a The Cab
Drop him off in the of fire
Dirty Island, drag to the murder land
Knock out hurtin' my hand

I remember in the we was playin' corners
Now we play the and the cops is stayin' on us
where the war is
Where the court system's running out of
Where TNT be out the Taurus

For real I can't it
You see I Lucy 'cuz she Lawless
She's like that 10304 is
Snitch niggas your tongue
Already know the I'm from
And don't want no problems with them

We got a history, full of lightning
breakthrough it ain't no mystery
Long vision, from in every way
Rap czars, magnificent flows for day

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

MCs start in flocks
those that's more sensitive to heat and shock
We grindin', down to the bone my name grounded in
I'm Mr Violence we with Chrome
Mr Violence we in his home, hit the housing on Rome
Shining like a hundred in stones

Move mountains with poems, got a for dinero
160, my song, we throwin'
The cling, sho thing, we know 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 ain't
It's no joke, iron coat, rifle with a
One toke, brains float, shot to the

Before the smoke hit, the killing
Southern crime scene, body on the
Eyes open from the shock of being popped in the
Yet he's still lit cigarette between his fingers
Danger when you step into the chamber with the
Disaster, gotta blast ya, I have ta

The rat pack is back the Island of Stat'
Leave you us 'cuz you worship the gat
The first one to snap drunk off your
the bouncer's ear off, let him floss he the boss

Handcuffed to the turntables Wizard Theodore
See it's pure, let it rain ounces
him with the thing that hang from the trousers
You want no drama, I'm flaming fast
That jumped up and did the Damon Dash