Luyện nghe bài hát Battering Bars

Nah
This is great, fun
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say Fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go, beast mode, I by the street code
I foes the fuck up when the heat blows
Don't crazy on cell phones
Workers get ten off a like hell no
Hell yeah! I am dude
Went bald, sell drugs, rapper an attitude
Punch through pizza shop windows
Red devil dust mixed a little indo
Sean P, call me
On paranoid, who's lookin through my window
My bad
English class failure, nigga my bad
You herbs had your chance, my time
Serial killer music is my rhyme
In my prime, I'm a
Ape nigga the 8 hit ya, that's my 9
The fuck outta

Yeah, battering bars, pa what's the matter with
Simian twins, me and my friend your squad

This is that pop music, make you pull the ratchet out
Blood heat you up, then pull a casket out
I'm who you should ask
I'll body any rapper, and get my paper back like House
Put your Henny up, and burn trees down
laid the beat down, I'm like a beast now
You should not now, zip your lips God
fact, log on to Shhhh Zip-It.com
My watch Flud, shirt Lo, Nike Air
You'll never catch me in tight gear spiked hair
Timb's issue, the pimp hand'll hit you
So hard feel like a camel kicked you
I get and set trends
with smokers that keep Bud on the side, like Rudy's best friend
Niggas talk crazy, like they just an ox
Come at me and Sean P like that, you'll get popped and