Luyện nghe bài hát Bottoms Up

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,
Back to drown ya'll
Who we got, we got, we got
We got the Liks, we got the Liks, we got the

'Cause MC's in ninety-five, in ninety-five
MC's in ninety-five that think rock like
MC's in ninety-five, MC's in
MC's in ninety-five that swear they rock

MC's in ninety-five they need way rehearsin'
They write they lyrics then they add they little curse in
You're not a true person
Spend a little time with your rhymes and quit makin' versions

I send this shit out to all them niggaz from that
With the ninety minute demo just like Snoop
You bizzay, your ass up out my rhyme zone
'Fore I leave you on the broke up like pine cones

You're and tootin' but ain't did no shootin'
While the freshest hip-hop, it verses like a wicked witch
Disaster, the rhyme flows back to kill
To get me out system takes more than Golden Seal

'Cause I bust so many flows I gotta my shit in columns
While MC's be goin' down like that slalom, rock-bottom
I got 'em, left without no
While I be housin' niggaz like they put up for

I rock loaded, I get promoted
But through the bullshit my crew stays
While you be lyrics bout the funs y'all niggaz toted
I'll be like a b-boy with both arms folded

But no excuses, I still get the
When in the house tryin' to grab the mic and juice this
So back the fuck up like we told you last
it's the Liks in the house with the ninety-five rhymes

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)
We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)
We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)

I up, kill a roach, call the homies, hit some weights
Reminisce about the we did in forty-eight states
in the rest, but we was on tour with who
De La, and Quest, we the crowd say yes
(Yes)

Now it's like fuck, Room
Move ass out my way, bay bee, bay bee
With all these around clown, why you wanna bang?
Let's a celebration like Kool and the Gang
I it all the way back, like a punk return

I rock some spots and call shots than Chick Hearns
The only MC I like is
I was drinkin' Asi Spumante witcha
Bust them lyrics from the AKG

When it comes to and finesse, I'm the epitome
Hit a beat, make 'em all retire,
Higher than a jet, Stet I'm on fire

'Causin' pain like a runaway train you stop
Drop the track, now watch it flow to the top
I'm the J R O, not J E R U
And you what we came to do, bottoms up

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)

you hear screams, that means King Tee walked in
The advertisement, and that nigga's
Raise up off the wall, Last Call
Ready for the ruckus, pushin' off the stage

Teela's got a new gauge
So Make Room, for the crew beats that
I got a complex I I bust best with stress
A mess, don't bring shit to the West, 'cause

Uhh, I bring drama, like Jeffery
Choppin' up with they mama
Ah-hah, oops I made a funny with the
The one-est, who busts rough for the cousins

Nigga's comin' faster than a bullet
Leapin' over buildings, wavin' at the
And don't even trip the Alkaholiks funk don't cease
Tash I'm up out piece

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)

We can do our thing, up
(We can do our thing)
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