Luyện nghe bài hát Battering Bars

Nah
is great, having fun
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Fuck here
Listen, P!
It go, beast mode, I by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up the heat blows
talk crazy on cell phones
Workers get ten off a like hell no
yeah! I am that dude
Went bald, drugs, rapper with an attitude
Punch through pizza shop windows
Red dust mixed with a little indo
Sean P, call me
On paranoid, who's lookin through my window
My bad
English failure, nigga my words bad
You had your chance, it's my time
Serial killer music is my rhyme
In my prime, I'm a
Ape when the 8 hit ya, that's my 9
The fuck here

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

This is that pop music, make you pull the ratchet 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 trees down
Butcha the beat down, I'm like a beast now
You should not speak now, zip lips God
fact, log on to Shhhh Zip-It.com
My Flud, shirt Lo, kicks Nike Air
You'll never me in tight gear with spiked hair
standard issue, the pimp 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
talk crazy, like they just popped an ox
Come at me and Sean P like that, you'll get popped and