Luyện nghe bài hát Bomdigi

I'll sway...
This's the way it goes
Def

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Verse

The e wicked, no need for the biscuit
The green-eyed funkdafied coming wicked
I sets the off just like tanqueray
The lord, nobody else could swing this way
I put the loc to the motion, the funk coast to coast and
I buck like shot, I know I got cha opin
Check the soup, I dogg the mic snoop
I get swift like h-town, when I knock da (daaat's right)
I'm with this mic
I show doug e. and I rock the mic lovely
The afrodesiac, bringin the
To your city, on the zapp side the vibe
I'm stone cold like bobby and t
I come with the game of death, without lee
The irregular speakin, for those who be tweakin
Catch me at the just freakin

Brothers see me
'cause my style's the / repeat 2x
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Brothers see me

Verse

It goes one for the trouble, two for the
Aiyyo, I'm gettin airplay the most beautiful
I'm the mack, I made turn chrome
When I induce my styles the microphone (yeah)
I goes down for in broad daylight
Weeded, the mic like ta-dow and psych
is a green day, so it's blazin
To specify it, I get from jamaicans
Hey, the e-r-i-c-k down for the public
More doper janet jackson's stomach
Ask anybody, the dopest producer?
I think of cruise, I'm too much like I'm luther
My style is the
No is fadin us
You got beef with my you better dare that
The I kick make rappers say, "i shoulda snared that"

Verse

Complete this puzzle, what squad beat up russell simmons
And more flyer than givens
slop, from the darkside
Basically, I can't wait, songs from the redman
(and make much sense when he's kickin fool) cause I keep shitting
And y'all keep listening
Yeah, who can it be now, out
Flying through the air with wings e doing my thing