Luyện nghe bài hát Blowin' up The Spot

Ah so now ya got me pissed off, off lift off
Time for me to twist off a fist off
Into your domepiece, homepeace, I heard your chick to bone me
I get, wild like rugby, respected like
Don't even ask me, cause I'm lovely
Born to succeed, foes bleed, indeed
The combat will romp that, your one of my seeds
When I first, on the scene
Nigga, you knew I had more than a gangsta
I mean my lean is though so check it
I'll stick an mc for his and sign in blood on his wack record
Boo-ya-ka, to face as I ruin ya
Clown ya, ya, while I'm screwin the
Fuck out cha girl as she into my world
I'm not the tallest, but ass I'll polish
And if the runs her mouth she gets cut off
But you'll sweat her, cause like my leather 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, will scar you
And who the fuck are you
I catch more wreck in a than if you rhyme for ten days
the cash in the pot
You betta dash nigga, cause I'm blowin up the

"i'm to blow the fuck up"
* premier *

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

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

I go from one format then switch to the
Reflex the pitch vocals rip through projects
shouts are heard all around
Cause the gangstarr sound more weight per pound
I got brand new timbs, so emcees sing new hymns
You betta repent, come correct,
Or get stomped, and slapped, cap peeled back
I got you open, and now you to my sac
Get off, off, stay off, you're way off
You rookie motherfuckers the finals not the playoffs
I'll break you up into particles, to pieces
Because brain is miniscule
You little fool, come learn the tools of the
I made the so go to school and get played
Just when you're that your jam is hot
Up the niggaz who be blowin up the spot