Luyện nghe bài hát Alright

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

Verse 1:

To the, aah, tick tick, my clique is mad so don't slip (yeah)
Cos mad throats 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 and your gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin my thing on a (ha ha)
Some say I got too much like flavor flav
Books in reverse, the worst nigga out the (what? )
Ci-lo when I hit you with the triple 6
Your shit be stressin lessin, I'm flexin with the adjectives
Shittin on like I just took a laxative
Now niggas I gives a fuck about'cha crew
You try to keep up but got stuck the two
Between and atlantis, I kicks a frantic
And goddamn it, watch me and my man rock the
this, boy!

(x8)

Verse 2:

Well uhh, one-two, thru next
Nigga krazy drayzie das efx
Stompin wit my crew comin thru your
Bring ya from the east so fuck the peace so if you 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 blowin up your fuckin (no doubt)
Cos you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
Now everybody be the but jesus christ this
It's a crisis, I kill em dead with my
My advice is you better learn a
Before you kick a rhyme and end up fuckin gettin
I keep you open like you're fuckin me
You're just a pest of me, you'll get the best of me
Cos me, the k-to-r-a-z-y
Use to rock fila, like I'm eli
With houston style in need of boostin
crew that need to stomp, no conk, you know you're losin
I put my dues in so you know it's right
I ta hold it down so all my niggas hold tight (hold tight nigga)

(x14)

Verse 3: dray,

To the, aah, bang, my slang is mad thick
My rappin antics'll keep em runnin
The shit the man make ya fuckin ass sick
I bring you from the pit and never quit cos it's the
Poppin all this shit cos his don't amaze me
It me to rock 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)
in the place I'm gettin stupid in ya sector
I be the drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
flow to final, motherfuck the title
My nigga dj dice is on the (motherfucker)
my recital, kid I flipped it til the end
I bring it from the sewer , my nigga come again

The books in reverse kicks a
I'm it to ya face, I'm iggity on the case I persuit
To stomp an mc like grapes and scrape em with the boot
I swing to the ring like luke doover
Diggity-got land like a cruiser, pop duke he rip a
For pages, I kick it raw til my jaw in
and plus off-beat like caucasians
Me get done? son, I hold it down for 7-1-a
Where niggas fuck and where niggas lay
nuttin slim, I got game like tim hardaway
Fouls the proudest so I'm labbin in rca
Aw shit, I got you buggin, flippin that that you lovin
I got another back in the oven
Some heard the and then construction on it
But they just on it, bitch ass niggas ain't got nuttin for it
C'mon, broke my or I'll blow ya spot
I like that bald-headed nigga on fox
(so how we do? ) no shorts niggas or they fuckin girl and (what you
)
More styles than the last got (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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