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, mode, I live by the street code
I beat the fuck up when the heat blows
Don't talk crazy on cell
Workers get ten off a like hell no
Hell yeah! I am dude
bald, sell drugs, rapper with an attitude
Punch niggas pizza shop windows
Red devil dust mixed a little indo
P, call me Kimbo
On drugs paranoid, who's lookin through my
My bad
English failure, nigga my words bad
You herbs had your chance, it's my
Serial theme music is my rhyme
In my prime, I'm a
Ape when the 8 hit ya, that's my 9
The outta here

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

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