Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jesus

Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
I don't wanna nuttin'
up, got to pay
Yeah, it's that right
his back out, make his shoes work

Aye yo, this shit be off the it rock
Whatever cock it, cat get blown, who own this street corner
Foreigner hesitate to a hummer
Navy seal top runner, this summer
For real, marinatin' skatin'
Debatin' style flowingly relatin'
Fine line switch it on ya Venetian blinds
The mission is mine, King I devine

hydro collado
Yo dunn Polly dis conjunction
Son what, slang doctor, the kids pay it
Say if these niggas in affect dunn, stay rap
Cassette rhymer, 5-G co-signer, for liner
Poet designer, like liners
Mic of the award, fly gear award
niggas over there be analyzin' for one sword

Get bent, pay the rent, still we invent
Nuff shit to get your team, crazily sent
Now all I need is a half gallon of
Proceed, to bust as Mike made three seeds
Then Max out like two ack's the parkin' lot
Son bark a lot and get seen hit in that a lot
What now blow, clickin' a Calico
Gold Max million, one love keep it yo

Yo, hit me for Tommy Hill, ice rockin' niggas
Peace, the mine, I blow the biggest
Back up off me, while I my dick and hold the heini
Park the blue 600, Wally Kings is right me
Tackle clubs, rock lugz, I'm way above
This mic is like golden verses spark plug
It's like the pennant, seminars the
Start the J off like got O.J. off

The specialist who eyeballed the necklace
Perpetuous, curly head kid's treturous
Leggo the eggo, so we can dip dip the gleego
Throwin' can-can, eat that this instrumental
Auh say, "Stark-aligist, starks-aligist
fish halibut"

Pull out the bull horn and like Kunta was born
We our way inside loud and got on
I the buildin', burn a branch and get filled in
Like pilgrims G-in' pep ridge from out a million
Who wanna rhyme, who challenge the swordsman?
That rock that hat like Gorden's

I down the place, no shots to the face
Elite force no religion style faith
The pot boil gun shot drama soil
Gamble when I scramble handle hot of oil
Man brain killin' erect my hidden
may be potent put your 9-6 bid in
Vampire curse on each verse
Swim in black water, act through my earth

hit by my element great wall of China
Mountain peak hold the globe like
on my mic stand, molecule and strand
Finger rhythm ride the horse one hand
Golden eye, spy vs. spy, guilty of
Chess boxer, mic in dead position
40 O.Z. ciga-art, three invented
Divine universal man representin'

Similar the pure, blowin' out the pore
in the back, keep it charged for the raw
I'm bred type thorough, pistol lyro gun
rebel shadow boxin' your barrel
Fully Beethoven, hit you on a humble
enough to hurt you, chastise my rap styles
Lock down, for this