Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

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

{verse one: boy}

Now you know this not some sunburst
I'm so deaf the def. comedy jam
that clip, now clip up like I'm firm
I'm a super duper rap
Steady snappers
clapper, nigga my chopper 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 like there's to be
Down like a street, re-loadin' my weapon
Like a knuckle, and my soldiers I mean shoes
I retaliate, ya think ya slick
You not bounce, you not gonna bow
Hoe you on my dick, but umm
I like the way you yelllla!
'cause, you be so hard you need three or four towels
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I to see some
Bloody bread, in the crowd said
Girl, boy dead 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 flow umm, flower, you what
>from the floor up, with the rapper
I'm the rap master, I'm comin' to chop ya!
my knock you out style, that I practice
Like gymnastics', I'm a fantastic phonetic
I'm out the attic, the all black jacket
Bringin' much racket, ya fagot
Worse that standin' there I say
Hoe stop playin' me!

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

Verse two: { ya}

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

Third {tec-9}

Criminal minded you defined
As the motherfucker in the down south area
I your goin' through a phaze
What made ya, around and talk shit
Your rhymes and you personally fit
Now wait a minute, that time
You got on train
You got the chance, and didn't even man
You faked the funk, actin' a straight punk
Check it out, thought you was like us
The motherfucker up
Turned around, had a fuckin' glitter
Now, can you tell me what the here
Was of?
I'm here to you in yo track's
The shit you do, be I'm fat
spittin' I done all ready stacked
Tellin' me that the wide
But you know, I know,
You don't want the whole nation to
a hoe! fuck the piece treaty
You started this, my all black clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it pinnately
Leavin' ya gutless, ya buttless
We put the bomb alarm
Half this you can't touch this,
You to stick to jumpin' around
Have the area first down, I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet from my
'cause you ain't nothin' but a