Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' up The Spot

Ah so now ya got me off, blast off lift off
Time for me to twist off a fist off
Into your domepiece, homepeace, I heard your chick wants to me
I get, wild rugby, respected like bugsy
Don't ask me, cause I'm livin lovely
to succeed, foes bleed, true indeed
The oral will romp that, your one of my seeds
I first, busted on the scene
Nigga, you knew I had more than a gangsta
I mean my lean is gangsta though so it
stick an mc for his spot and sign in blood on his wack record
Boo-ya-ka, to your as I ruin ya
Clown ya, dumbfound ya, I'm screwin the
Fuck out cha girl as she steps my world
I'm not the tallest, but ass I'll polish
And if the hooker her mouth she gets cut off
But then you'll sweat her, cause like my you're butter soft
Your style stinks kid, ya
And if you keep talkin shit, make ya pay homage
Cause the g to the u to the r-u, too far to
Let you slide through, rhymes scar you
And who the are you anyway?
I catch more wreck in a minute than if you for ten days
Throw the in the pot
You betta nigga, cause I'm blowin up the spot

"i'm bout to the fuck up"
* scratches *

No the explosion, those who are dozin, I close in
Set the thermostat at sub-zero, they're
temperatures from my mic, stuns amateurs
Unable to the gang, I ain't mad at cha
Peace to jeru, the big shug and the group
Keepin it real, no playin niggaz or
I'm way past the kid shit, already did shit
You want some props? yo dog, here's a
I'm a smooth and my groove's bigga, move nigga
And we don't care who's wit cha, got the
And you wanna hear the burners go pop
Gang motherfucker, what, blowin up the spot

"i'm bout to the fuck up"
* scratches *

I go from one format switch to the next
Reflex sets the vocals rip through projects
Crazy shouts are all around
Cause the gangstarr carries more weight per pound
I got some brand new timbs, so emcees sing new
You betta repent, correct, represent
Or get stomped, smacked and slapped, cap peeled
I got you open, and now you to my sac
Get off, off, stay off, you're way off
You rookie motherfuckers it's the finals not the
I'll break you up into particles, to small
Because brain is miniscule
You little fool, come learn the of the trade
I made the rules so go to and get played
when you're thinkin that your jam is hot
Up steps the niggaz who be up the spot