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 playin' me
I'm of it
Fake wanna be
Flip on nine millmeter clip

{verse one: boy}

Now you this not some sunburst drink's
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
Hand's clapper, nigga my got'cha
I'm on the first floor
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 brass knuckle, and my soldiers I shoes
I mentally retaliate, ya think ya
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 three or four
I tried to shoot you in yo head, I wanted to see
Bloody bread, somebody in the crowd
Girl, that boy dead him!
He was a anyway
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 real fuckin' with u.n.l.v.
the flow 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 knock you out style, that I
Like gymnastics', I'm a static phonetic
I'm out the attic, the all black jacket
Bringin' racket, snatch ya fagot
Worse that standin' there I say
Hoe stop 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 could bitches fuck
dollar nigga's how ya figure?
It's all good for you to stroll my hood
V.l. throw rock's at yo shit and
If they had k's spray and leave you
Dead as a bitch! what of nigga want's
To walk 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 nigga sucker!
Whoa flippin' michael jackson pretendin'
You read for go suck a dick nigga
Reach around the third hit that ass
Picture me and you in a two man
You nigga's draw's takin' my
Dick leanin' on the now mystikal you bitch you
Remember when you you wasn't gonna bow
You the "u"

Third verse:

minded you been defined
As the fakest in the down south area
I think your through a phaze
made ya, turn around and talk shit
Your and you personally doesn't fit
Now wait a minute, remember that
You got on soul
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 me what the nigga 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 the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't the whole nation to know
You's a hoe! the piece treaty
You started this, my all black clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it style
Leavin' ya gutless, ya buttless
We put together the bomb
Half this shit you touch this,
You to stick to jumpin' around
Have the area first down, 'cause I'm the and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
you ain't nothin' but a bitch