Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

I'm of it
Me to
playin'
This is for the
Tan man with the braid's
playin' with me
I'm of it
Fake wanna be
Flip on nine millmeter clip

{verse one: boy}

Now you know this not some drink's
I'm so then the def. comedy jam
Open that clip, now up like I'm firm
I'm a super rap rapper
makin' snappers
Hand's clapper, nigga my got'cha
I'm on the floor emergency
me, mister I'm sick, I'm jump for joy
But quickly, in my to finish the j-o-b
Ya see, I'm back on track, can ya get with
No, you's a hoe, a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up there's nothin' to be
Down like a street, steady re-loadin' my
Like a knuckle, and my soldiers I mean shoes
I mentally retaliate, ya ya slick
You not gonna bounce, you not bow
Hoe you on my dick, but umm
I like the way you yelllla!
'cause, you be sweatin' so hard you need three or towels
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I to see some
Bloody bread, somebody in the crowd
Girl, that boy fuck him!
He was a anyway
You could play it off hoe, you was really gay
you could break yo self but you can't break me
'cause I'm a real lyricst with u.n.l.v.
With the umm, flower, you know what
>from the floor up, with the dirt
I'm the dirty rap master, I'm comin' to ya!
With my you out style, that I practice
gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static phonetic
I'm out the attic, with the all black
Bringin' much racket, ya fagot
Worse then that standin' I say
Hoe playin' with me!

We here stop him in his
Show him that I'm
Boom, get chopped!
We to stop him in his track's
Got to get my name
get chopped!

Verse { lil' ya}

How could fuck with
dollar nigga's how ya figure?
It's all for you to stroll through my hood
V.l. suspicious rock's at yo shit and
If they had k's they spray and you
Dead as a bitch! what type of want's
To around here in braid's
What happened to the chuck's, levi's and the
blade in my pocket, when I see ya I'm a cut yo hair
No matter where, it's you don't want to see
The capital y-a get into yo shit dick sucker!
Whoa flippin' motherfucker michael jackson
You read for vision go suck a dick
Reach around the whole third hit ass
me and you in a two man cell
You washin' draw's takin' my
Dick on the wall now mystikal you bitch you
Remember you said you wasn't gonna bow
You the "u"

Third {tec-9}

Criminal minded you been
As the fakest motherfucker in the down south
I think your through a phaze
What made ya, around and talk shit
Your and you personally doesn't fit
Now wait a minute, that time
You got on train
You got the chance, and didn't even man
You faked the funk, like a straight punk
Check it out, they you was like us
The motherfucker up
Turned around, had a glitter glove
Now, can you me what the nigga here
Was of?
I'm here to you in yo track's
The shit you do, be I'm fat
Shit's spittin' I all ready stacked
me that the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't want the whole nation to
You's a hoe! the piece treaty
You started this, where's my all black and
My all beanie, I play it pinnately style
Leavin' ya gutless, leavin' ya
We put together the bomb
Half this shit you can't this,
You best's to to jumpin' around
Have the first down, 'cause I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
'cause you nothin' but a bitch