Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn To T - Neck

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"the from brooklyn to t-neck" "y'knowi'msayin? "
"brooklyn's time"

Verse skoob, dray

Now ain't this some old shit, I'm it round the back like no

I'm swingin em with the cranes and I'm swayz like the
I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I'm
Just look at the funk that I brung from the young and the
Don't test this, I'm yens in japan
Diggity-don't give a cos I rap like saran or
Antipersperant, I my punctures like a speed stick
I the pops so kniggity-knock when you need it
So freak it, I speak it, I giggity-gots ta it
We're freakin a track for jersey, yo krazyie it

of the devil, figgity-fuck the dumb shit, it's over
Soldier, I riggity-roll just a bulldozer
I'm kniggity-knockin and smokin blunts that's my slogan
Check it, I more heads than hulk hogan
No jokin, I the, um, best at how I'm speakin
I riggity-rock a show and pack em in puerto ricans
I'm phat, I biggity-bang like jerry cooney
I'm swingin the from west, pump her up to the booty
Buster, I stunned ya, blunder
You blewa, I it, I freak it, I'm super, so do a.....

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Verse two: skoob,

boomer, biggity-bust the lunatic rhymer
I riggity-rings more bells flo from mel's diner
I'm giggity-gettin because of the rhymes that I be bustin
I'm sorry about, the condoms, sugar, you provide the suction, 'cause
I got more than the land of the lost got sleestaks
And plus I'll you snaggle if you puss-sy gads, so
Look at me flippin the tongue, the fun, pass the hoover
I'm swingity-swingin the funk, bangin her trunks in
I dribbity-drop rungs, smoke then drop my dipper
I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my

Hot damn, higgity-here I am, it mister
I'm the track to dreads or you're dead from my fists of
Fury, I biggity-be's the judge and jury
I'm cliggity-clockin g's cos these chumps bore me
Yo baby, I drippity-drops nuff
I'm rippity-rippin wit my nigga boogie banger
I got loot, I got boots to argentina
Ya stupid, I either benz or a beamer
So take that, I'm piggity-puttin your pipe when I'm
Y'know kid, I it for fun, no jokin, cos ya.....

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Verse three: skoob,

Well I'll be damned, higgity-here I am, check the slang,
I biggity-bump wit them chicks from here to bangkok
You're bedrock, now the blunt, sonny
And let me piggity-pucker up and grab my nuts like al
I glassed em, I grits em, I my jizzum
I giigity-gots more than your tooth got the wisdom
Believe dat, I'm criggity-crackin when I'm rowdy
I biggity-bang boots and hang like jim growlski
I miggity-makes em rock like mr.gillespie makes em
I the mic now, yo krayzie get busy

Shit's thick, I'm to stick a chick wit my dick like a sniper
o, fella that's hyper
Active, captive, I'm attractive
Horse for the course, suck my drawers I'm back, kid
Styley, rowdy, then yo I'm
5 wit my loot, got troops than in saudi
Arabia, maybe i, marry me an
her, phone her, bone her on the mattress
Tasket, tisket, polly biscuit
Figgity-fuck the cracker, I'm the rapper rip it, cos yo.......

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