Luyện nghe bài hát Bring The Pineapple(remix of Bring The Pain)

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Lemme you now:
I came to bring the pain, from the brain.
go inside my astral plane.

Find out my mental based on
records, hey so I can monumental
methods. I'm not the king, but is decaf
I stick 'em for the cream, it.
Just how deep can shit get? Get than your fists.
And brothers is mad, pissed, it.

In cross color, clothes are crossed over,
Now ya totally out. And Kriss kross.
Who da boss? get tossed to da side,
And I'm the dark of the force, of course.
It's the method man from the Clan,
I be and comin' for that headpiece, protect it.
Fuck it, two in a bucket,
want the ruckus? So bust it at me, son. Now bust it.
Styles, I get buckwild. man on some shit.
niggaz, foul, son, I'm sick.

Is it real, son? Lemme it's real, son. If its really real, son, lemme know it's real.
Load it up and one,
it up and kill one,
Load it up and one,
If it's real.

When I was a little stereo, I to be the champion. ( Ooo hoo hoo )
I always when I will be the number one. ( Hey, hey, hey )
And now you to me, Darcon. Darcon.

And all you niggaz come and me? Test me.
I'm gonna out your brains.
Mothers wanna hang with the meth, the rope,
'Cos the only way you is by the neck,
Nigga, off a set.

Comin' all your projects,
Take it as a or better yet, it is a promise.
Comin' a vet on some old Vietnam shit,
You can bet bottom dollar that I'm on it.
And get even worse, word to God, it's the Wu.
Comin' through, takin' niggaz they're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.

to your left,
I came to represent and my name within your chest.
You can come test, realise no contest, son.
I'm the gun who won that old West.

Quick on the draw my hands on the floor,
Lovin' all those goddamn monkey galore,
Check it, 'cos I think not it's hip hop like proper
be the proof when I'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka.

No OJ, no. No straw.
When you it to me, yeah, give it to me raw, I burn.
it to me raw, I burn.

hair.

I don't no chemical blow to pull no ho, no.
All I need is bank to pay her up.
Is it real, son? Lemme know it's real, son. If its really real, son, lemme it's one, two, three, four,
Kill one, it up and kill one.
Fuck it up and one.
Lemme know real.