Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

I'm of it
Me to
Stop
This is for the
Tan shade man the braid's
Stop with me
I'm of it
Fake punk be
on this nine millmeter clip

{verse one: boy}

Now you know not some sunburst drink's
I'm so deaf then the def. jam
Open clip, now clip up like I'm firm
I'm a super rap rapper
makin' snappers
Hand's clapper, my chopper got'cha
I'm on the first emergency
Bury me, mister I'm sick, I'm for joy
But quickly, in my to finish the j-o-b
Ya see, I'm on track, can ya get with that?
No, a hoe, you's a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up there's nothin' to be
like a street, steady re-loadin' my weapon
Like a brass knuckle, and my soldiers I 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 or four towels
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see
bread, somebody in the crowd said
Girl, that boy fuck him!
He was a anyway
You could never play it off hoe, you was gay
'cause you could break yo but you can't break me
'cause I'm a real fuckin' 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!
my knock you out style, that I practice
Like gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static
I'm out the attic, with the all jacket
Bringin' racket, snatch ya fagot
Worse then that standin' I say
Hoe stop with me!

We here stop him in his
Show him I'm ruthless
Boom, get chopped!
We here to stop him in his
Got to get my motherfuckin'
get chopped!

Verse { lil' ya}

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

Third {tec-9}

Criminal minded you been
As the motherfucker in the down south area
I think your goin' a phaze
What made ya, turn around and shit
rhymes and you personally doesn't fit
Now wait a minute, remember that
You got on train
You got the chance, and even represent man
You faked the funk, actin' like a straight
it out, they thought you was like us
The siked up
Turned around, had a glitter glove
Now, can you tell me what the nigga
Was of?
I'm here to you in yo track's
The shit you do, be I'm fat
Shit's spittin' I done all stacked
me that the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't want the nation to know
You's a hoe! the piece treaty
You started this, my all black clothes and
My all black beanie, I it pinnately style
Leavin' ya gutless, ya buttless
We put the bomb alarm
Half this you can't touch this,
You best's to to jumpin' around
Have the area first down, I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
'cause you ain't nothin' but a