Luyện nghe bài hát Alright

(x16)
No
Aha, see you want baby?
Check it out! one-two for my peeps like this, it out

1: skoob

To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad thick so slip (yeah)
Cos mad nigga's gettin slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya
You punk bitch, the funk hit, the tongue twister (yeah)
the...now I'm the maniac with the flow (what? ) ? ? ? ?
Til I knock out your regulars and gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin my on a day-to-day (ha ha)
Some say I got too much posse flavor flav
Books in reverse, the worst out the clique (what? )
Ci-lo when I hit you with the triple 6
Your shit be stressin lessin, I'm flexin with the adjectives
Shittin on mc's like I just a laxative
Now niggas know I a fuck about'cha crew
You try to keep up but got stuck the two
Between nevers and atlantis, I kicks a
And it, watch me and my man rock the planet
this, boy!

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Verse 2:

uhh, one-two, comin thru next
Nigga krazy drayzie das efx
wit my crew comin thru your projects
Bring ya from the east so the peace so if you spot us
You do us a fave bip, you pull piece and shot em (baa!!)
You're makin dollars overseas (uhh), please (uhh)
these cos we're gettin paid by the g's wit ease (word up)
We're up your fuckin spot (no doubt)
Cos when hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the nicest but jesus this
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my
My advice is you better a trade
you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin sprayed
I keep you open like you're sessin me
You're a pest of me, you'll never get the best of me
Cos me, the k-to-r-a-z-y
Use to rock fila, like I'm eli
With houston your style in need of
Your crew that need to stomp, no conk, you you're losin
I put my in so you know it's only right
I gots ta it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)

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Verse 3: dray,

To the, aah, boom bang, my slang is mad
My rappin keep em runnin fran-tic
The shit the man make ya fuckin ass sick
I you from the pit and never quit cos it's the krazy
Poppin all this shit cos his rhymers amaze me
It pays me to it so why not I stop it
I it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it
It's just for safe so when I'm sleepin I sleep safe
I'm comin with my timbs in ya (motherfucker)
Back in the I'm gettin stupid in ya sector
I be the krazy drayzie, nigga the way I wreck
flow to final, motherfuck the title
My nigga dj is on the vinyl (motherfucker)
my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
I bring it from the sewer , here my nigga again

The books in kicks a verse
I'm takin it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I
To stomp an mc like grapes and scrape em with the boot
I bring to the ring like luke doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, pop he rip a cougar
For pages, I it raw til my jaw caves in
Amazin and off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? son, I hold it down for 7-1-a
Where niggas fuck and where niggas lay
Ain't nuttin slim, I got game tim hardaway
Fouls like the proudest so I'm in rca
Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin that shit that you
Plus I got back in the oven
Some heard the style and then on it
But they just touching on it, bitch ass ain't got nuttin for it
C'mon, broke my blocks or I'll blow ya
I rock like bald-headed nigga on fox
(so how we do? ) no shorts from or they fuckin girl and (what you
)
More styles than the got served (no doubt)
So if you wit me and you're higher than a hippie, hold
Cos e'rything be aight! (no doubt)

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