Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

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

one: {yella boy}

Now you know this not some drink's
I'm so deaf then the def. jam
that clip, now clip up like I'm firm
I'm a duper rap rapper
makin' snappers
Hand's clapper, nigga my got'cha
I'm on the floor emergency
Bury me, I'm sick, I'm jump 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 a street, steady re-loadin' my weapon
Like a knuckle, and my soldiers I mean shoes
I retaliate, ya think 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 three or towels
I tried to you in yo head, I wanted to see some
Bloody bread, in the crowd said
Girl, that boy fuck 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 lyricst with u.n.l.v.
With the umm, flower, you know what
the floor up, with the dirt rapper
I'm the dirty rap master, I'm comin' to ya!
my knock you out style, that I practice
Like gymnastics', I'm a static phonetic
I'm out the attic, with the all jacket
Bringin' much racket, snatch ya
Worse then standin' there I say
Hoe stop playin' me!

We stop him in his track's
Show him I'm ruthless
Boom, get chopped!
We to stop him in his track's
Got to get my name
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. throw suspicious rock's at yo and
If they had k's they and leave you
Dead as a bitch! type of nigga want's
To walk here in braid's
What happened to the chuck's, and the fad's
Swish in my pocket, when I see ya I'm a cut yo hair
No where, it's ugly you don't want to see
The capital y-a get yo shit nigga dick sucker!
Whoa flippin' motherfucker jackson pretendin'
You for vision go suck a dick nigga
Reach around the whole hit that ass
me and you in a two man cell
You washin' draw's takin' my
Dick leanin' on the wall now mystikal you you
Remember you said 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 goin' through a
What made ya, turn around and talk
Your rhymes and you personally fit
Now wait a minute, remember that
You got on soul
You got the chance, and didn't even man
You faked the funk, like a straight punk
Check it out, they thought you was us
The motherfucker up
Turned around, had a fuckin' glitter
Now, can you tell me what the nigga
Was of?
I'm here to you in yo track's
The you do, be wack I'm fat
Shit's spittin' I all ready stacked
me that the nation wide
But you know, I know,
You don't want the nation to know
You's a hoe! fuck the treaty
You started this, where's my all clothes and
My all black beanie, I play it style
Leavin' ya gutless, leavin' ya
We put together the bomb
Half this shit you touch this,
You best's to stick to around
the area first down, 'cause I'm the hound and
You the clown, now wipe the sweet my neck
you ain't nothin' but a bitch