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

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

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

In your cross color, are crossed over,
Now ya totally out. And Kriss kross.
Who da Niggaz get tossed to da side,
And I'm the side of the force, of course.
It's the method man the Wu-tang Clan,
I be hectic and comin' for that headpiece, 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,
Load it up and one,
If really real.

I was a little 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 test me? me.
I'm gonna lick out brains.
Mothers wanna hang with the meth, the rope,
the only way you hang is by the neck,
Nigga, off a set.

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

Movin' to left,
I to represent and carve my name 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 goddamn monkey rhymes 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 need 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 know one, two, three, four,
one, fuck it up and kill one.
Fuck it up and one.
Lemme know real.