Luyện nghe bài hát Battering Bars

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

Yeah, bars, pa what's the matter with y'all
twins, me and my friend shatter your squad

This is that trunk pop music, make you 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 them trees down
laid the beat down, I'm like a beast now
You should not now, zip your lips God
Matter fact, log on to Zip-It.com
My watch Flud, shirt Lo, Nike Air
You'll never catch me in tight gear spiked hair
Timb's standard issue, the hand'll hit you
So hard it'll feel like a kicked you
I get and set trends
Roll with 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, get popped and oxed