Luyện nghe bài hát Alkaholik

It's millenium ridiculous flow, I never let go
Niggaz gettin' knocked out is part of my
Let 'em who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler
Triangular, the hillside strangler

Dangle a, by the ankle off the balcony
Now let his punk ass go, look out
It's a of two cities, come out when the sun go down
We officially not fuckin'

Stuck in the ground, fitted with a in a pine box
With my fresh khakis in a slingshot
So box all day in a nigga face
And all you see the dick that you shoulda hate

Call it you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin'
Bring it if you really it
gotta put no extras on it

Call it you wanna call it
I'm a fuckin'
Bring it if you really it
Ain't put no extras on it

Yo, I'm in the zone and lyrically
Got the blown, boom, Oklahoma
Watch the aroma, catch who love me
My underground dirty cats on dune

I be the to take your watch and flaunt it
T.Lewis and Jimmy Jam on it
Yo, I bang a nigga head till his pop
Do a to a "black cop"

X and E's, out for
Get the money, while you broker than Al Bundy
Uhh, give it to y'all, in any Sunday
With J. Foxx the spot, make it hot

(I E so much right now)
Blow it hooker bounce
Come off the ropes J.Snooka
Two fly you can't fuck widdit
Backed by bar, so y'all forget it

Call it what you wanna it
I'm a fuckin'
Bring it if you really it
Ain't gotta put no on it

Call it what you wanna it
I'm a fuckin'
Bring it if you really it
Ain't put no extras on it

J McEnroe, cam smashin', party
I eat MCs like a
I'm niggaz in they goatees
I leave you stiffer than that on my basketball trophies

I'm in the with 10 G's, countin' ten G's
we need a bag of weed
(can you it?)
Now we need ten dimes to blow on deez like wind
Time to the blinds 'cause you all in mines

I a bottle for the session and did not share it
so much captain Mo' all I need is a parrot
You took the challenge and lost your balance
You underground, we under water, liquid by the gallons

Slurred words, double vision, brain bustin', rushin'
I'm too drunk to walk, I rock a party on crutches
And rush the roughest MC who wanna get it
Forget it, it's Likwit, Tha and Xzibit

Catash on the the final piece to the puzzle
I slap bitches on the ass I slap up out the muzzle
I shuffle with the microphone, bang rhymes
You wack and I'm catash and that's the difference

For instance, "21 and over" set your back
Still where the rocks at
Two thousand one, we still young that's restless
(Thirty niggaz, hoes)
And that's the motherfuckin' guest

Call it what you call it
I'm a alkaholik
Bring it if you really it
Ain't put no extras on it

Call it what you wanna it
I'm a alkaholik
Bring it if you really it
Ain't put no extras on it