Luyện nghe bài hát Accordian

Livin' off borrowed time, the clock faster
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 twice to threefold
He scrolls, lo and behold
Know who's the illest ever the greatest story told

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

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

In living, the true
Givin' y'all but the lick like two broads
Got lyrics than the church got, Ooh Lords
And he hold the mic and your like two swords

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

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

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