Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn To T - Neck

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

Verse one: skoob,

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

I'm swingin em the cranes and I'm swayz like the jetsons
I wreck shit, I biggity-blast off, duke, I'm
Just look at the funk that I from the young and the restless
Don't test this, I'm miggity-makin yens in
Diggity-don't give a fuck cos I rap saran or
Antipersperant, I riggity-roll my punctures a speed stick
I giggity-got the pops so when you need it
So freak it, I it, I giggity-gots ta bring it
We're freakin a for jersey, yo krazyie spring it

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

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Verse two: skoob,

Biggity-bang boomer, biggity-bust the rhymer
I riggity-rings more bells flo from mel's diner
I'm props 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 I'll call you snaggle if you puss-sy gads, so
Look at me flippin the tongue, the fun, pass the hoover
I'm the funk, bangin her trunks in bermuda
I dribbity-drop rungs, smoke blunts drop my dipper
I piggity-pass the miggity-microphone to my

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

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Verse three: skoob,

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

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

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