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
Blow his out, make his shoes work

Aye yo, shit be off the knock it rock
Whatever cock block it, cat get blown, who own this street
hesitate to rock a hummer
Navy top runner, rhyme this summer
For real, nigga's skatin'
Debatin' style flowingly relatin'
Fine line switch it on ya like blinds
The is mine, fabulous King I devine

Titanium collado
Yo dunn dunn dis conjunction
Son what, doctor, Medicaid the kids pay it
Say if niggas in affect dunn, stay rap related
Cassette rhymer, 5-G co-signer, line for
Poet designer, like liners
Mic of the year award, fly gear
Them niggas over there be for one sword

Get bent, pay the rent, plus still we
Nuff shit to get your whole team, sent
Now all I need is a half of weed
Proceed, to bust as Mike Ditka three seeds
Then Max out like two inside the parkin' lot
Son bark a lot and get seen hit in dark a lot
What now blow, clickin' like a
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 grab my and hold the heini
Park the 600, Wally Kings is right behind me
Tackle clubs, never rock lugz, I'm way
This mic is like golden gloves verses spark
It's like the pennant, the play-off
Start the J off like got O.J. off

The specialist who the mistress necklace
Perpetuous, this head kid's treturous
the eggo, so we can dip dip dive the gleego
Throwin' can-can, eat that plus instrumental
Auh shit say, "Stark-aligist,
Fried halibut"

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

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

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

Similar the pure, rhyme out the pore
Battery in the back, it charged for the raw
I'm bred thorough, pistol lyro gun hero
Renaissance shadow boxin' your barrel
woven Beethoven, hit you on a humble
Hard enough to hurt you, my rap styles
down, for this curfew