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 vocal off
your domepiece, homepeace, I heard your chick wants to bone me
I get, wild like rugby, respected like
even ask me, cause I'm livin lovely
Born to succeed, bleed, true indeed
The oral combat will romp that, your one of my
When I first, on the scene
Nigga, you knew I had more than a gangsta
I mean my is gangsta though so check it
I'll stick an mc for his spot and sign in blood on his record
Boo-ya-ka, to face as I ruin ya
Clown ya, ya, while I'm screwin the
Fuck out cha girl as she steps my world
I'm not the tallest, but that ass polish
And if the hooker runs her mouth she cut off
But then you'll sweat her, cause like my leather butter soft
Your stinks kid, ya garbage
And if you keep shit, i'ma make ya pay homage
the g to the u to the r-u, came too far to
Let you through, rhymes will scar you
And who the are you anyway?
I catch more wreck in a minute if you rhyme for ten days
Throw the in the pot
You betta dash nigga, I'm blowin up the spot

"i'm to blow the fuck up"
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No the explosion, those who are dozin, I close in
Set the at sub-zero, they're frozen
Extreme temperatures from my mic, stuns
to conquer the gang, I ain't mad at cha
Peace to jeru, the big shug and the group
Keepin it real, no playin or chrome
I'm way past the kid shit, brothers did shit
You want props? yo dog, here's a biscuit
I'm a smooth nigga and my groove's bigga, nigga
And we care who's wit cha, got the picture?
And you wanna hear the burners go pop
starr motherfucker, what, blowin up the spot

"i'm bout to the fuck up"
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I go from one format then switch to the
Reflex sets the pitch rip through projects
Crazy shouts are all around
Cause the gangstarr carries more weight per pound
I got some new timbs, so emcees sing new hymns
You betta repent, correct, represent
Or get stomped, and slapped, cap peeled back
I got you open, and now you to my sac
Get off, hands off, stay off, way off
You rookie it's the finals not the playoffs
I'll break you up into particles, to pieces
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 blowin up the