Luyện nghe bài hát Boom Get Chopped

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

one: {yella boy}

Now you know not some sunburst drink's
I'm so deaf the def. comedy jam
Open that clip, now up like I'm firm
I'm a super duper rap
makin' snappers
Hand's clapper, nigga my chopper
I'm on the first 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 with
No, a hoe, you's a hoe mystikal!
I pack ya up like there's to be
Down like a street, re-loadin' my weapon
a brass 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 three or four
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 cheerleader
You could never it off hoe, you was really gay
'cause you could break yo self but you break me
'cause I'm a real fuckin' lyricst u.n.l.v.
With the flow umm, flower, you what
>from the floor up, with the dirt
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 then that there I say
Hoe stop playin' 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 { lil' ya}

How could fuck with
Million dollar nigga's how ya
all good for you to stroll through my hood
V.l. suspicious 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 around here in braid's
What to the chuck's, levi's and the fad's
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 nigga dick sucker!
Whoa flippin' motherfucker michael pretendin'
You read for vision go a dick nigga
around the whole third hit that ass
Picture me and you in a two man
You washin' nigga's takin' my
Dick leanin' on the wall now you bitch you
Remember when you you wasn't gonna bow
You the "u"

Third {tec-9}

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