Luyện nghe bài hát Betta Off Dead

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

1:
I'm not the type to be
But all my doubters
It a matter bastard
Rule my
get blasted
Soon as I bring what I got in store for the new
Who it?
We got your looking for
you gonna do now, money
Cause the sonee
Seeds of mister wisdom like a blister
I get deprived 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 them

Hold up the
Heres the mess
the best
Or die the rest
You have the right to violent

Anything you say can and be use against you to kill!
I'm a
Strinking a viking
A knight in shining
Jumping for the
The rough
like nirvana
The end of world is just beginning
Theres no winning in my
The dead cannot effect the living
So I trip into the
Of the ghetto bad
I'm lost in the desert, but the blows me on
Never talk to a
in grave danger
Me and my just shot ya anger!
Fuck dat...ya off dead!

Considered than a god, but more than a man
I can knock down a mule conan the barbarian
With my powers and my sixth sense
can raise 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 out ya butt
(no doubt)
Heres the clip witches know it's a black
Its a matter that your track bone
to get to life
I'm
Niggaz get done up
Cut up
And fucked up nice
We up mean jamaica
And die like the
Faking jack was mackin
the front in black got tactics
Straight the desert-(queens)
Where niggaz is
So I'm mines 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
Move em in em out
The time when niggaz to always fight and lose a battle
Its too late to pray I'm selling one way to hell
No one tell is you punk niggaz yell
wah!
Thats the sound of your bitch ass
Black attackin back-i'm still hurtin
Sticky on come on well...

So all let up on the
That I'm a nigga that can just beat your fucking ass
To hurt feelings
Cause shit is trash
Too many like me
Cause they're not
Destruct my
Its a derby
Through all that 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 world free so me i'ma kick a pay style
I don't got no smile I was as a child
My moms gave birth to a crazy ass
Bust out her with a mother fuckin gun
Started talking
Even a gang
The scums
I sold jums to the
I was the hand to hand man in clubs
I started dealin
Robbin and
If not for killing I'm known as a villain
If you want problems I'm and willing
And I'll get up in mouth like a fucking filling

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