Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Bashin

Here the boom, with the hip hop bash as I smash and crash
How gangsta rappers are gonna last?
Not one, got done, I had fun
Doin em and screwin em and em and chewin em
I'm slick and I'm quick, up my is a trick
Hey! so what, I use funky drummers, my dick.
I'm still thick, with murderous beats and kick
And I'm sick of the shots ya gonna lick
I slam and I and I slam, did I mention that I slam
Don't eat but I yam what I yam
Death-defyin like a circus, I this
Mic, you jerk this, off-beat on purpose
I never smoke dope, I carry a nine
I ain't no hustler with on my mind
Gangstas are in the water,
I oughta, boom and slaughta

break it down, and I do mean down, yo way down,
So far downtown the devil's gonna it underground
And niggaz betta know the score
'cause I'm raw, eddy,
And confetti they get tore
Up, the floor, up,
There's no
And my spits gettin sprayed in ya as I rhyme
So run run run, ya better head for the
Get ya gun gun gun, and ya cyanide
And a rope for ya neck, and a razor for your
'cause I'm pissed, and suicide to battle this
Ummm, highly explosive,
imperial, pour me on cereal
'cause I flow the belly of a cow
Wipe ya brow, how ya me now

You can get with this, or you can get with
But you can't get with the man the mad snap hat
I take em out with one blow to the
And tell 'em, my are so funky you can smell 'em
Rhyme for rhyme, head for head a one go
I from brooklyn, it's wild like a jungle
Yeah, you get a cap jack, ya act wack,
I carry a can of flat black in my
for a wall to tag up, and brag up
And rag up, yo nigga yo raise the flag up
I click click my heels, and good is how it
There's no place like home and chrome on ya
Chasin through the projects, I you
I didn't bruise you, I cruise through
Your neighborhood, in a impala
Dropped to the ground and, the girls holla
Rollin, rollin, rollin, I'm
officer, the car ain't stolen
I really don't care what you of me
I be, far from orderly
In my fashion, I boom and I and