Luyện nghe bài hát Back up Off The Wall

No,
Uh,
Yeah, Brand Nu' through
Island, Harlem World, all out, all out
Let's talk 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 than raw
Chain link I need a shrink
What y'all niggaz I'm a do when I get real money
keys played in series
Peace to Cease
Microphone board, loose chord, oh Lord
number one Sadat X had a grenade
And the next day I smashed the shit Allie played
Now we by ninety days
You better find me
You return to the Terror dome, ain't nobody home
Non-haters play the in the elevator
Crash smack the open palm so you don't bruise
You push a and what happens nothing
I one and there's a man with a gun in the doorway
I'm in 4A, I in there all day
I had some smokes, bitches and chicken on a slab
There's enough for so y'all niggaz don't grab

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

The second of Christ
I'll make you run for your
like a gun up against a knife
You can never win, we fight to the end
I'm tight the pen
Don't be going off the head, cause be blown off the head
And showin off the skills of the mentally
I do the knowledge before any words get
Herbs get me red, hold on, Red
Pimps be dead in rap, everybody's fed with
could go ahead with that
I'm trying to you where my head is at
Dread be the black
the B, you get lack
See you when you get
Lyrical three-pack, miracle
Uhh, Jamar the imperial
Microphone serial killer, guerilla
You mysterious, we out to take this rap shit serious
Slap the out of your mouth, then break out

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

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

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