Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my mastered
It ain't a bastard
my hazard
Niggaz get
Soon as I what I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what your for
Fuck you do now, money
Cause this the
Seeds of mister wisdom like a blister
I get downright deprived on niggaz
We rob z's
Gimme all these, y'all
Puss!
the matter? I rush
Bum rush you rise
And and catapult
Like a bullet I shit
The figure
Word to
Rippin the
Will make you back up from further

Hold up the
comes the mess
Worship the
Or die the rest
You have the right to violent

Anything you say can and will be use you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking like a
A knight in armor
Jumping for the
The rough
like nirvana
The end of your world is beginning
Theres no in my inning
The dead things effect the living
So I trip the wind
Of the bad weather
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
Never talk to a
Everybodys in grave
Me and my people just ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

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

3:

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

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

I'm ahead of my
In my
One of a
And out of my mind!
And ain't nothin in world free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no I was abused as a child
My gave birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy a mother fuckin gun
Started talking
joined a gang
The suicide
I sold to the bums
I was the hand to hand man pullin in
Then I dealin
Robbin and
If not for killing then I'm as a villain
If you want problems I'm ready and
And I'll get up in your mouth a fucking filling

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