Luyện nghe bài hát Banana Clipper

I move with the of an African elephant
I the evidence
as the president
Evident is the
I deserve me a
But before I banana
chill so my man can rip

Little man Hellion
With the of an orphan
I got the words of a
And an eye for
You a slice of my portion
I'll a piece of your profit
drive at illegal speeds
Keep an oz in my

We run the in your town
A quarter on my person
I'm known for the stage
I'm burning and cursing
Producer me a beat
it's the beat of the year
I said El-P do it
So get the fuck here

You wanna hang, bring your
I got and a rope
I'mma slang
Haranguing the land with a man's
A new to the art of the old code
That's fully retarded and put a part in your bold

Ay El
We the villains, we bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me putting in they sad eyes
It's for Skywalker talk 'cause meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in '03, but a G ate her
So baby boy, you should tighten up and show some
Before I Melvin on you Jody, put my arm on your
Or worse yet be the reason your girl want a
Be at your crib with your kids saying "fuck your
nigga!"

The is
Radiation at Mile Island
known as Chernobyl talk
Listen for the
For the I'm a hoarder
You're the distorter
Sorta sonnin' these fuckin' whoredome explorers
I'm bored. Enough of bummy shit, it's numb to the core, sure
You a good dick for the fame
And couldn't resist played
I fuck I'm headed to war
I'm not playing no games
But tag me god damn it kill the carrier mentions my name

Hey, I'm a soldier of fortune, a on beat
I'm merciless, I'll emcees, tie up both of they feet
If refuse to run the jewels we beat the bottoms of feet
I'm talking pliers, guys, to the top of your teeth
Hey me and Jaime the competition, top of the heap
Is where we when they corpses resting under our feet
I sent they mom a little cash and a sympathy
her she raised a bunch a fuck boys
Next do better

We the old Atlanta, new Atlanta, future of the
Daddy Fat Saxx don't give a damn can't nann new niggas get with me
Now it's true, are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by
But what I be rhyming, no payola is
My bank account obese as while yours sits on a diet
Nigga lease is up, you're fired
Quiet, that's how the talk
Retain on everything, every car bought
And paid for, no neighbors 'cause I'm sitting on
Went to Vegas, the broom 'cause I wasn't trippin' on papers
Or no prenuptial agreement for
If we broke up and she took I'd still be sitting on commas
Eight nigga