Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jesus

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

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

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

Get bent, pay the rent, plus we invent
shit to get your whole team, crazily sent
Now all I need is a gallon of weed
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
now blow, clickin' like a Calico
Gold Max million, one love it real yo

Yo, hit me for these Tommy Hill, ice rockin'
Peace, the summer's mine, I the biggest
Back up off me, while I grab my dick and hold the
Park the blue 600, Wally is right behind me
Tackle clubs, never lugz, I'm way above
mic is like golden gloves verses spark plug
It's like the pennant, seminars the
Start the J off Cochran got O.J. off

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

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

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

You're hit by my element great of China
peak hold the globe like vagina
Measure on my mic stand, and strand
rollin' rhythm ride the horse one hand
Golden eye, spy vs. spy, of suspicion
Chess boxer, mic in dead body
40 O.Z. ciga-art, three verse
universal black man representin'

Similar the pure, rhyme blowin' out the
Battery in the back, keep it for the raw
I'm bred type thorough, lyro gun hero
Renaissance rebel shadow boxin' your
Fully woven Beethoven, hit you on a
Hard enough to you, chastise my rap styles
Lock down, for this