Luyện nghe bài hát Back up Off The Wall

No,
Uh,
Yeah, Brand Nu' through
Island, Harlem World, all out, all out
Let's about tit
What, yeah, now put ya up
Uh, what, now put ya up
Put ya up
Now get ya up off the wall

I'm better feeling running raw
Chain gang link I need a
What niggaz think I'm a do when I get real money
Iano played in series
to Lil' Cease
Microphone track board, loose chord, oh
number one Sadat X had a grenade
And the have next day I the shit Allie played
Now we by ninety days
You better me anyways
You better return to the Terror dome, ain't home
play the corner in the elevator
Crash crews smack the palm so you don't bruise
You push a button and what nothing
I push one and a man with a gun in the doorway
I'm in 4A, I in there all day
I had some smokes, some and chicken on a slab
There's enough for everybody so niggaz don't grab

Come on, come on, on, yo
So get back up off the wall
What, I dance, come on, come on
So put your up
frontin and pop somethin
Cornball niggaz stay frontin ain't got
Mad cause the I lead, twice ya speed
Brown-skinned Miami, that's the wife I
that weed, front nigga might just bleed
Tryin to with y'all but I might just flee

The coming of Christ
I'll you run for your life
It's a gun up against a knife
You can never win, we fight to the end
I'm with the pen
Don't be off the head, cause they be blown off the head
And off the skills of the mentally dead
I do the before any words get said
get me red, hold on, Simply Red
Pimps be in rap, everybody's fed with that
Y'all go ahead with that
I'm trying to show you where my is at
Dread be the black
the B, you get lack
See you when you get
three-pack, spiritual miracle
Uhh, Lord Jamar the
Microphone serial killer, urban
You acting mysterious, we out to take this rap shit
Slap the taste out of your mouth, break out

Come on, on, come on, yo
So get your up off the wall
What, I said dance, come on, on
So put hands up
Stop and pop somethin
Cornball stay frontin ain't got nothin
Mad cause the life I lead, ya speed
Brown-skinned Miami, the wife I need
Light that weed, front nigga might bleed
Tryin to ball with but I might just flee

Now I'm a put a up on molasses
Breeze on through like easy
more asses than aerobic classes
El kabong, my people them trees up like Cheech and Chong
Get that ass like a pair of butt cheeks in thong
For sure dog, I don't to come off pushy
Blaze party hot, and have it smelling like D'bussy
Spit my phlegm and my gem
Collect my and copy the Benz with the icy rims
I be dramatical, mathematical, thriller
The mic killa more shit than Godzilla
of fact I'm more iller, knock your shit off the pillar
The four-wheeler touched every flava but
You know my name, my game, so shorty that thang
I get you open like them niggaz on Rogaine
Spit my flow all the way New Ro'
To Acapulco, white poos like cocoa
Flip def like so so

on, come on, come on, yo
So get back up off the wall
What, I said dance, on, come on
So put hands up
frontin and pop somethin
Cornball niggaz stay frontin got nothin
Mad cause the life I lead, twice ya
Brown-skinned Miami, that's the wife I
that weed, front nigga might just bleed
Tryin to ball with y'all but I just flee