Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

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

up the press
Heres comes the
the best
Or die the rest
You have the right to remain

Anything you say can and will be use you to kill!
I'm a
like a viking
A in shining armor
Jumping for the
The rough
Suicidal like
The end of your world is just
Theres no winning in my
The things cannot effect the living
So I trip into the
Of the ghetto bad
I'm lost in the desert, but the storm me on
talk to a stranger
Everybodys in grave
Me and my just shot ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered less a god, but more than a man
I can down a mule like conan the barbarian
With my mental 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 know it's a black stone
Its a matter that your track bone
Score to get to
I'm
get done up precise
Cut up
And up real nice
We made up jamaica
And die like the
Faking jack was backwards
With the front in got tactics
Straight the desert-(queens)
Where niggaz is
So I'm takin mines the entrance to the exit
(get a life)
Fuck dat ya 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 to always fight and lose a battle
Its too late to I'm selling one way tickets to hell
No one tell is what you punk yell
wah!
Thats the sound of bitch ass hurtin
Black start attackin still hurtin
Sticky on come on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a that can just beat your mother fucking ass
To hurt your
your shit is trash
Too many people me
Cause they're not
my coalition
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 free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I got no smile I was abused as a child
My moms gave birth to a ass wilder
Bust out her pussy with a mother gun
talking slang
Even a gang
The suicide
I jums to the bums
I was the hand to man pullin in clubs
Then I dealin
Robbin and
If not for then I'm known as a villain
If you want problems I'm ready and
And I'll get up in your like a fucking filling

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