Luyện nghe bài hát Another Wild Nigga from The Bronx

Aiyyo fat joe, your first album right?
You comin out the bronx
Time to let brothers know time it is

T.s. in the house, yo t.s. in the

joe]
Yeahhhhhh.. this!
dee (represent, and uh)
(represent, and uh)
Keith (represent, and uh)
sun (represent, and uh)
Fat joe (represent, and uh)
(represent, and uh)
(represent, and uh)
Uptowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn!

I'm from the west bubblefuck so your seatbelts and buckle up
I'm the of brother to beat you down then fuck you up
Grabbin the mic to rock on tonight to see if the crowd will
Step to the gizzy you dare, you get lit up a flare
From the, bronx the boogie battleground, uptown
Turn smiles to frowns as I smack around
Shorts I take em, bones I fracture and break
So make not one mistake, or you get eat like at frank's g
in june, gettin swept, with a broom soon
To meet your doom, mornin night or the
Harassin the mic, with a verbal of rap
Stick lyrics back to back, pack, to keep myself on wax
Hot like an iron, to defeat the kids you keep tryin
If you spread any rumors sayin you me out, you're lyin
A human beat is I know when it really sounds trunk
I'm never ever buck I don't give a fuck if you think that I'm a
Parties that I've made, people how long it lasted
Lyrics are so hardcore, it'll leave you flabbergasted
for air, inhale it hold it in
And just for the rest of the posse to begin
I'm the beat magician with the bag full of fun
the addition to the sawed offfff!

"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
[all] another wild nigga the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
(keith keith!) wild nigga from the bronx!

[keith
Run for help when the in my hand
I kick rhymes I'm a rap van damme
And eat mc's a cake or a slice of pie
I'm not a pimp but I bop like I'm
People say who's he? i'll give any crew
So act like you know or get ate-n like stew,
I hold my own yet don't alone, I'm well known
Go and front and get smocked like a neckbone
Think you better chill troop, cause I'm not that
And on niggaz like a somersaultin acrobat
Go get your crew and y'all still do the man
I'm up in ninety-three like an ash can
I know niggaz sip this, wanna dip this
I snatch your girl up, and her like a rapist
Huh, go 'head and look real hard I'm a sucka
I'll beat ass like the l.a. trucker fucka
So step up and let me your response
Yeah, yo, another nigga from the bronx

"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
[all] wild nigga from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, on the pump" -> cypress hill
(king sun!) another nigga from the bronx!

sun]
Mr. pick-up, nobody move
It's a stick-up, which proves, my is butter smooth
I'm not the smooth operator with the
But I get kinda if you let me pick the daisies
One never say run, king sun
I never ran, in my hand, I keeps a gun
where I'm from in a bumrush
Roll up, flip, be out on the hush-hush
Don't or feel, it's real, showin mad skills
Hotter heat, yet colder than the catskills
Don't play the yard, fake gods got nuttin for me
I'm loungin with tone and
On one-six-oh, I go and check fat joe
On trinity, the south vicinity
Smokin up your favorite mc a dread smoke skunk
Cause I'm wild nigga from the bronx
Hittin em up, em up, splittin em up, gettin em up
Rippin em up, trippin em up, bag em! em up
Makin shout, playin them out, son ain't the one
The bigga the to bust em with the sawed off shotgun

"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
[all] another nigga from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, on the pump" -> cypress hill
(fat joe!) another wild nigga the bronx!

joe]
Aww shit, we have here
Ninety-three and it's a brand new
My is fat joe I got shit locked down
Runnin with the and the blacks from uptown
It's a damn shame, you maintain
I'm hysteria blowin niggaz out the frame
Yes I can-can, I'm the fat man
Never run, never ran, it's not in the
I got skills you chills, get off the dillsnilz
Your rhymes are trash and no
copy you're sloppy, see joe ain't the one
I'm beatin bootleggers down with sun
Rollin over niggaz a truck
I come the bronx, a.k.a., west bubblefuck
My rhymes are homicidal, I your title
I'm joe da fat gangsta, far billy idol
I get you open on the tip
Now are you hip to the way I flip the hah
I'm puerto rican, I'll leave you and stinkin
I pimp in my beamer, do my in a lincoln
Hip-hop was uptown, the boogie down
If you bring your whole crew I 'em down!
I'm known state to state, for shootin down punks
I'm another wild nigga from the

"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
another wild nigga from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
[all] another wild from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
[all] wild nigga from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
[all] another wild nigga the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
[all] another wild from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress
another wild nigga from the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
[all] another wild nigga the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
another wild nigga from the bronx! *fades*