Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

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

one: {yella boy}

Now you this not some sunburst drink's
I'm so deaf the def. comedy jam
Open that clip, now clip up I'm firm
I'm a duper rap rapper
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 disguise to the j-o-b
Ya see, I'm back on track, can ya get that?
No, you's a hoe, a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up like there's to be
Down like a street, steady my weapon
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 the way you scream yelllla!
'cause, you be sweatin' so hard you need or four towels
I to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see some
Bloody bread, somebody in the crowd
Girl, that boy dead him!
He was a cheerleader
You could play it off hoe, you was really gay
'cause you could break yo but you can't break me
'cause I'm a fuckin' lyricst with u.n.l.v.
With the umm, flower, you know what
the floor up, with the dirt rapper
I'm the rap master, I'm comin' to chop ya!
With my knock you out style, that I
Like gymnastics', I'm a static phonetic
I'm out the attic, with the all black
Bringin' much racket, ya fagot
Worse then standin' there I say
Hoe playin' with me!

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

Verse two: { ya}

How could bitches with
Million dollar how ya figure?
It's all for you to stroll through my hood
V.l. suspicious rock's at yo shit and
If had k's they spray and leave you
Dead as a bitch! what type of want's
To walk around in braid's
What happened to the chuck's, and the fad's
Swish blade in my pocket, I see ya I'm a cut yo hair
No matter where, ugly you don't want to see
The capital y-a get yo shit nigga dick sucker!
Whoa flippin' motherfucker jackson pretendin'
You read for 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
leanin' on the wall now mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you said you wasn't bow
You the "u"

Third {tec-9}

minded you been defined
As the motherfucker in the down south area
I think your through a phaze
What ya, turn around and talk shit
rhymes and you personally doesn't fit
Now wait a minute, that time
You got on train
You got the chance, and didn't represent man
You faked the funk, like a straight punk
Check it out, thought you was like us
The siked up
Turned around, had a fuckin' 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 I done all ready stacked
Tellin' me that the nation
But you know, I know,
You don't want the whole to know
a hoe! fuck the piece treaty
You started this, where's my all clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it pinnately
Leavin' ya gutless, ya buttless
We put the bomb alarm
this shit you can't touch this,
You best's to to jumpin' around
Have the first down, 'cause I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the from my neck
'cause you nothin' but a bitch