Luyện nghe bài hát Accordian

Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick
be the hour they knock the slick blaster
Dick and Muttley with sick laughter
A gun fight and they come to cut the

I C E cold, to be old
Y2G steed to threefold
He scrolls, lo and behold
Know the illest ever like the greatest story told

Keep glory, gold and glitter
For half of his niggaz'll take him out the picture
The other is rich and don't mean shit-ta
Villain a mixture between both a twist of liquor

it with more beer, taste it like truth or dare
When he have the mic it's like the get like, Oh yeah!
It's like know what's 'bout to happen
Just ya eye out, like, Aye, aye captain
Is he a fly guy clappin' if nobody ain't hear it
And can they testify from inner

In living, the gods
Givin' y'all nothing but the like two broads
Got lyrics than the church got, Ooh Lords
And he the mic and your attention like two swords

Or one with two blades on it
Hey you, don't touch the mic like it's on it
It's the end to the means
type of message that sends to the fiends

That's why he brings his own
And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or
Slip like
Your first and step to playin' yourself like accordion

When he had the mic you go next
Leaving pussy cats like hoes need Kotex
Exercise won't need Boflex
And won't take the one with no skinny like Joe Tex