Luyện nghe bài hát Battering Bars

Nah
This is great, fun
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Fuck 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
get ten off a buck like hell no
Hell yeah! I am dude
Went bald, sell drugs, rapper with an
Punch niggas through pizza windows
Red devil dust mixed a little indo
P, call me Kimbo
On drugs paranoid, who's through my window
My bad
English failure, nigga my words 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 here

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

This is trunk pop music, make you pull the ratchet out
Blood fire heat you up, then pull a 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 them down
laid the beat down, I'm like a beast now
You not speak now, zip your lips God
Matter fact, log on to Zip-It.com
My Flud, shirt Lo, kicks Nike Air
You'll never catch me in tight with spiked hair
Timb's issue, the pimp hand'll hit you
So hard it'll feel like a camel you
I get and set trends
Roll with smokers that keep Bud on the side, like Rudy's best
talk crazy, like they just popped an ox
Come at me and Sean P that, you'll get popped and oxed