Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Magic

[Intro: Big Gandhi]
Uh, Baby, turn my down
No one should the words that I'm saying
Turn my down
Uh, baby, me

[Verse 1: Big Gandhi]
with no turban, lyricist with no sermon
My man Herman said your team herbs, man
My man Victor all of y'all dick suck
I said yeah I know that's why always got they lips pucked
Disgust, time I spit stuff
Titty ass shit cunt please lick
The spliff, the dutch, in the strut
666 across the gut, bitch
Liquid in my veins, call me GZA
in the desk drawer, dude, call me RZA
Slice open your face, me scissor
Sipping on the sizzurp, sitting with sister
Sounded like a young Jay, sounded a young Nas
sound like old Jay, y'all sound like old Nas
Y'all sound like
Y'all like Oprah
Me I so dope, brah, money out the chocha
Bet you wish you was hot, don't
Do it for my culture, fuck a

2: Heems]
Like oh Lord this racism is me
Wherever I am feel TSA grilling me
Greedhead my corporation liability
But gon' bust me if they open the delivery
Where we there is no one to look up to
Two phone cards, don't care, fuck you
Big Baby Gandhi, phenom
He bomb, now he on, Nafis Bin
That he on the streets for this long
This strong Sholay, two two pistols
Hombre, go thataway, no way
BBG me y'all sound like Coldplay
Oye loca, he y'all sound like Oprah
Speaking Hindi eating bhindi, family okra
Me I'm burning doja at the Double dojo
On an island on Lake Texcoco
I'm Moctezuma, mixed with early Luda
Half Zab Judah, half - Barracuda
Suing Palin reading Stalin looking fancy
Rooh and mango pulp, plenty in the pantry
Heart is a wonderful band, with
Himanshu is a man, but he crazy
Stop emailing me let me breathe for a
You work so just to hit certain digits
Got a number in my head, hit it then I'll
Money is but I like what I can buy with it
Yo yo yo, but that's how they
If got the chance for a dollar they would wet 'cha
Are we the best? Well golly, you
Big Baby plus Herman and Hector

3: Kool A.D.]
Verbal mathematic, the Kool
My data global, my ancient
My man made lake, my sixteens triple lutz, y'all
Armpits, I shoot guns at that move
I weed, drink water, watch TV, a regular dude
Shout to Young
My verbal ebonics low in demonics and trans
Paragraphical, the kid
Wouldn't with half of you
Other half, maybe for a or two
For Baby do a track or two on spec
See me on bars on in Italian swim trunks, the kid drunk
Lenny Kravitz, Magic, too tragic
You had it, you lost it, the dude
You salads, your crew lost on average
Chupa me cabbages, you not be
not your average
Kool the Damaja, you the janitor
But with no keys,
on the side, free throw
Y'all how we go, amigo

This shit is so ill but your mind is not ready, you don't
You ask somebody if nah nah nah nah nah, here we go
This shit is so ill but mind is not ready, I don't know
You better ask somebody if you gettin' cheddy
A we go