Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

1:
I'm not the to be flabbergasted
But all my mastered
It a matter bastard
Rule my
Niggaz get
as I bring what I got in store for the new order
Who it?
We got what looking for
Fuck you do now, money
Cause the sonee
Seeds of mister droppin wisdom a blister
I get downright deprived on them
We rob z's
Gimme all these, y'all
Puss!
the matter? I rush
Bum rush you rise
And assult and
a bullet I shot shit
The figure
to murder
Rippin the
Will make you back up from further

Hold up the
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 in shining armor
for the sauna
The rhymer
Suicidal nirvana
The end of your world is just
no winning in my inning
The dead things effect the living
So I trip the wind
Of the ghetto bad
I'm lost in the desert, but the storm me on
Never talk to a
Everybodys in danger
Me and my people just ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered less a god, but more than a man
I can knock a mule like conan the barbarian
With my mental powers and my sixth
That can raise a dead into a live audience
(so get the out the way)
Ooh, and get ass cut
if you go to jail they probably make a pussy out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the clip witches know it's a stone
Its a that shatter your track bone
to get to life
I'm
get done up precise
Cut up
And fucked up real
We up mean jamaica
And die like the
Faking was mackin backwards
With the front in got tactics
from the desert-(queens)
Where niggaz is
So I'm takin mines from the entrance to the
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya off dead!

3:

Cover me, I'm in
Move em in 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 is what you punk niggaz yell
wah!
Thats the sound of your ass hurtin
Black start attackin back-i'm hurtin
come on come on well...

So all let up on the
I'm a nigga that can just beat your mother fucking ass
To your feelings
Cause shit is trash
Too people like me
they're not worthy
Destruct my
Its a derby
all that spit you talk
And make the mic like 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 this world so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no smile I was abused as a
My gave birth to a crazy ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a mother gun
Started talking
joined a gang
The scums
I sold to the bums
I was the hand to man pullin in clubs
I started dealin
Robbin and
If not for killing I'm known as a villain
If you want I'm ready and willing
And I'll get up in your like a fucking filling

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