Luyện nghe bài hát Another Wild Nigga from The Bronx

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

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

[fat
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 the west bubblefuck so fasten your seatbelts and buckle up
I'm the type of brother to you down then fuck you up
Grabbin the mic to rock on tonight to see if the will care
Step to the you dare, you get lit up like a flare
From the, bronx the boogie battleground, uptown
Turn smiles to as I smack clowns around
Shorts I don't take em, bones I and break
So make not one mistake, or you get eat like steaks at g
Jack in june, gettin swept, with a soon
To meet your doom, night or the afternoon
the mic, with a verbal assault of rap
Stick lyrics back to back, that'll pack, to keep on wax
Hot like an iron, to defeat the kids you gotta keep
If you any rumors sayin you took me out, you're lyin
A human beat is I know when it really sounds trunk
I'm never ever I don't give a fuck if you think that I'm a sucker
Parties that I've made, wonder how long it lasted
Lyrics that are so hardcore, it'll you flabbergasted
Gasp for air, inhale it it in
And just wait for the of the posse to begin
I'm the human beat magician the bag full of fun
the addition to the sawed offfff!

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

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

"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> hill
[all] another wild nigga the bronx!
"sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> 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 operator with the ladies
But I get crazy 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 touch or feel, it's real, mad skills
than heat, yet colder than the catskills
Don't the yard, fake gods ain't got nuttin for me
I'm with tone and corey
On one-six-oh, then I go and fat joe
On trinity, the south vicinity
Smokin up your favorite mc like a dread skunk
Cause I'm another wild nigga from the
Hittin em up, settin em up, em up, gettin em up
Rippin em up, em up, bag em! zippin em up
Makin shout, playin them out, son ain't the one
The bigga the nigga to em with the sawed off shotgun

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

joe]
Aww shit, what we have
Ninety-three and it's a new year
My name is fat joe I got locked down
with the latins and the blacks from uptown
It's a damn shame, you maintain
I'm causin hysteria blowin 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 best chills, get off the
Your are trash and no frills
Carbon copy you're sloppy, see joe the one
I'm beatin bootleggers down king sun
Rollin over niggaz a truck
I from the bronx, a.k.a., west bubblefuck
My rhymes are homicidal, I take your
I'm joe da fat gangsta, far from 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 drivebys in a
Hip-hop was born uptown, the down
If you your whole crew I shut 'em down!
I'm known from state to state, for shootin down
I'm wild nigga from the bronx

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