Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

Onyxxx.......
They tried to poison the
We gonna it out like this
All
The high
Yo
My mother fucking name is fredro
You what I'm saying?
I'm up here with my man sonee the the muther fucking greasiest
And my mother fucking sticky the fucking fingaz
You what I'm saying?
Yo
Step to mother fucking business nigga...word up

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my doubters
It ain't a matter
my hazard
Niggaz get
Soon as I bring what I got in for the new order
Who it?
We got what looking for
you gonna do now, money
Cause the sonee
of mister droppin wisdom like a blister
I get downright on them niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, niggaz
Puss!
Whats the I rush
Bum you better rise
And assult and
a bullet I shot shit
The figure
to murder
Rippin the
Will make you up from them further

up the press
Heres the mess
Worship the
Or die like the
You have the to remain violent

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking a viking
A knight in armor
Jumping for the
The rough
like nirvana
The end of your world is beginning
no winning in my inning
The dead cannot effect the living
So I into the wind
Of the ghetto bad
I'm in the desert, but the storm blows me on
talk to a stranger
Everybodys in grave
Me and my people just ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered less a god, but more than a man
I can knock down a mule like the barbarian
With my powers and my sixth sense
That can a dead crowd into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
Cause if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya
(no doubt)
Heres the witches know it's a black stone
Its a matter shatter your track bone
Score to get to
I'm
get done up precise
Cut up
And fucked up real
We made up jamaica
And die the lakers
Faking was mackin backwards
With the in black got tactics
Straight the desert-(queens)
niggaz is desperate
So I'm takin from the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
dat ya betta off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
em in take em out
The time when niggaz seem to always and lose a battle
Its too late to pray I'm selling one way tickets to
No one tell is what you punk niggaz
wah!
Thats the sound of your bitch ass
Black attackin back-i'm still hurtin
Sticky come on on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can beat your mother fucking ass
To your feelings
Cause your is trash
Too many like me
Cause they're not
Destruct my
Its a derby
Through all that spit you
And make the mic smell like
Yick! you to retire

I'm of my time
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in this world free so me i'ma kick a pay
I got no smile I was abused as a child
My moms gave to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a mother gun
Started talking
joined a gang
The suicide
I jums to the bums
I was the to hand man pullin in clubs
I started dealin
Robbin and
If not for then I'm known as a villain
If you want problems I'm and willing
And I'll get up in your mouth like a fucking

dat we betta off dead
Please somebody me before I put two in my own head...