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

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Lemme you now:
I came to the pain, hardcore from the brain.
Let's go inside my plane.

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

In your cross color, are crossed over,
Now ya totally crossed out. And kross.
Who da Niggaz get tossed to da side,
And I'm the side of the force, of course.
the method man from the Wu-tang Clan,
I be hectic and 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, Lemme know it's real, son. If its really real, son, lemme know it's real.
it up and kill one,
Load it up and one,
it up and kill one,
If really real.

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

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

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

Movin' to left,
I to represent and carve my name within your chest.
You can test, realise it's no contest, son.
I'm the gun who won old Wild West.

Quick on the draw with my on the floor,
Lovin' all those goddamn monkey galore,
Check it, 'cos I think not when 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, know it's one, two, three, four,
Kill one, it up and kill one.
it up and kill one.
Lemme know real.