Luyện nghe bài hát Banana Clipper

I move with the elegance of an African
I presented the
as the president
Evident is the
I deserve me a
But I banana clip
I'mma so my man can rip

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

We run the jewels in your
A quarter on my person
I'm for pounding the stage
I'm talking and cursing
Producer gave me a
it's the beat of the year
I said didn't do it
So get the fuck outta

You wanna hang, your throat
I got and a rope
slang pope
Haranguing the land with a flow
A new edition to the art of the old
That's fully retarded and put a part in your dome

Ay El
We the villains, we bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me putting pain in they sad
It's time for Skywalker '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 some respect
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 saying "fuck your fort
nigga!"

The is
Radiation leak at Island
Also as Chernobyl talk
for the sirens
For the green I'm a
You're the poor
Sorta morbid these fuckin' whoredome explorers
I'm bored. Enough of your bummy shit, numb to the core, sure
You a good dick for the fame
And resist getting played
I fuck I'm headed to war
I'm really not playing no
But tag me god damn it I'll the carrier mentions my name

Hey, I'm a soldier of fortune, a on beat
I'm merciless, I'll torture emcees, tie up both of they
If they refuse to run the we beat the bottoms of feet
I'm grip 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 cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she raised a bunch a fuck
time do better

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