Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

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

{verse one: boy}

Now you know not some sunburst drink's
I'm so deaf the def. comedy jam
Open clip, now clip up like I'm firm
I'm a super duper rap
Steady makin'
Hand's clapper, nigga my chopper
I'm on the first floor
Bury me, mister I'm sick, I'm for joy
But quickly, in my disguise to finish the
Ya see, I'm on track, can ya get with that?
No, a hoe, you's a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up like nothin' to be
Down like a street, steady my weapon
Like a brass knuckle, and my I mean shoes
I mentally retaliate, ya 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 wanted to see
Bloody bread, somebody in the said
Girl, that boy dead him!
He was a anyway
You never play it off hoe, you was really gay
'cause you could break yo self but you can't me
'cause I'm a real fuckin' with u.n.l.v.
With the flow umm, flower, you what
the floor up, with the dirt rapper
I'm the dirty rap master, I'm to chop ya!
my knock you out style, that I practice
Like gymnastics', I'm a fantastic static
I'm out the attic, with the all black
Bringin' much racket, snatch ya
Worse that standin' there I say
Hoe playin' with me!

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

Verse two: { ya}

How bitches fuck with
Million dollar how ya figure?
It's all good for you to stroll my hood
V.l. throw 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 here in braid's
What happened to the chuck's, levi's and the
Swish in my pocket, when 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 suck a nigga
Reach around the third hit that ass
Picture me and you in a two man
You washin' draw's takin' my
Dick leanin' on the now mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you said you gonna bow
You the "u"

Third verse:

minded you been defined
As the motherfucker in the down south area
I think your goin' a phaze
What made ya, turn around and talk
Your rhymes and you personally fit
Now a minute, remember that time
You got on soul
You got the chance, and even represent man
You faked the funk, like a straight punk
it out, they thought you was like us
The siked up
around, had a fuckin' glitter glove
Now, can you tell me what the nigga
Was of?
I'm to stop you in yo track's
The you do, be wack I'm fat
spittin' I done all ready stacked
Tellin' me that the wide
But you know, I know,
You don't the whole nation to know
You's a hoe! the piece treaty
You started this, where's my all black and
My all black beanie, I play it pinnately
ya gutless, leavin' ya buttless
We put together the bomb
this shit you can't touch this,
You best's to to jumpin' around
Have the area down, 'cause I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
'cause you ain't nothin' but a