Luyện nghe bài hát Beef Rap

Beef rap lead to gettin teeth capped
Or a wreath for mom dukes on some grief crap
I suggest you change your
It can lead to high blood if you fry it

Or even a stroke, attack, heart disease
It ain't no startin back once start to squeeze
Take the easy way out, phony, until then they
They be talkin that bologna in the bullpen

So disgustin, self as I discuss this
They talk a wealth of shit and they never seen the justice
Bust this like a cold milk from out the
Two batteries some Brillo and some foil, he'll it

He be better off on PC
And it's a feud so don't be in no TV
Every week it's mystery meat, seaweed

He wears a just to cover the raw flesh
A rather ugly brother with flows gorgeous
Drop dead joints hit the like bird shit
They need it like a hole in they or a third tit

Her bra smell, his say, aw, hell
Barred from all bars and out the Carvel
a cooker where the jar fell
And a cheap hooker that's off the hook like Ma Bell

Top bleeding, fellow took the loaded rod gears
Stop feeding babies colored, coated lard squares
The odd pairs swears and God
when it's rotten, we've gotten through the hard years

I wrote this note around New
Off a couple a shots and a few beers, but who
about me, it's about the beats
Not the streets and who food he about to eat

A rhymin cannibal who's to kill, it's cynical
Whether is it animal, vegetable or
It's a miracle how he get so
And proceed to move the crowd a old negro spiritual

For a do a commercial for Mello Yello
Tell 'em devil's hell, no, y'all own Jello
We hollow krills, she pills
He follow flea collar, three dollar

And squeal for halal veal, in y'all
Dig the real, it's how the big ballers
Twirl a L after every

up to all rappers, shut up with ya shuttin up
And keep your shirt on, at least a up
Yuck, is rhymers or strippin males?
Outta work jerks since they shut Chippendales

They nails, doom, chippin scales
Let the pre-orders that's counted off shippin sales
This one goes out to all my skippin bail
Dippin jail, whippin and sippin ale

Light the doobie til it glow a ruby
After they couldn't find the villain like Scooby
He's in the lab on some old Buddha shit
Overproof drunk shit and thunk it

Punk, try and ask why be better
It could be the iron mask or the sweater
Yes, you, who's screwed by the on the CD nude