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

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Lemme tell you
I came to bring the pain, hardcore the brain.
Let's go my astral plane.

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

In cross color, clothes are crossed over,
Now ya crossed 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.
it, two tears in a bucket,
Niggaz 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 know it's real, son. If its really real, son, lemme 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 stereo, I used to be the champion. ( Ooo hoo hoo )
I always wonder when I 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 lick out brains.
Mothers wanna hang the meth, bring the rope,
the only way you hang is by the neck,
Nigga, off a set.

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

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

on the draw with my hands on the floor,
Lovin' all those goddamn rhymes galore,
Check it, I think not when it's hip hop like proper
rhymes be the 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 need no chemical to pull no ho, no.
All I need is chemical to pay her up.
Is it real, son? Lemme know it's real, son. If its real, son, lemme know it's one, two, three, four,
one, fuck it up and kill one.
Fuck it up and one.
Lemme know real.