Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Zoo II

One two, one two -- you taping
All types of shit yo let shit ride
Word to mother, up the microphone!
Get all that good shit, get all that good (one two, one two)
One two, one two, one two... one two
Now niggaz
Ssssshhhit, yo yo check this out, check joint
This is for the radio, yo
I just want all y'all to
The reason why I curse is because my and my daddy
grew up cursin
So respect my style, please!

[Verse One: Ol Dirty

I'll grab the mic and now I you, cut your whole stamin-u
Ohh, sssshit,
I'll the mic and now I damage ya, cut your whole staminuh
Here comes the medical
One verse then you out for the
Bring the ammonia sure he sniffs... the right amount
Ya yo, I'm sorry,

I'll grab and the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole
Here the medical examiNUH
One verse then you're out for the
the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake you up and I ask you
How do you this --
Competition to get an asssss sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't bother
Leave me alone like a son be fatherless!
I got the flow mixed with disco
Roll up on the scene like the of Monte Crisco
And MC's to vanish
I up on a jet black kid the nigga started speakin spanish
Yo! You wasn't Panana!!
I asked you how you get so fuckin dark, you said
He responded so fast, you made me
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH ass!
Kick the strongest rhymes
Then I brought out the in him
Roll up with the strong five venoms
Told HIM! the Wu-Tang!
Witness the Shaolin slang, that crush any shit you
I your ass take a big fall, why?!
My Main Source, is like a friendly of stickball
And as you step up to bat man, I play the
You try to do me for my I'll change to Hitler
go out like Nazi, wish your fuckin ass stayed
Home and Yahtzee!
Or watchin Happy Days Poxie
With and Cunningham, Joni and Chachi

(Yo Unique, yo kid
this shit out! Yo, yo)

[Verse Two: Killer]

niggaz is wasted
Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap basted
Foamin out the mouthpiece, heads blown geese
Murderous police, I do and perform in Grease
not magic, gaming is the gadget
World classic big national high dear graphics
in my own zone, my physical show
Inhale bones Tony stuck, for the in Rome
He's convincin, one man rap convention
The nigga that'll gun down, frenchmen
Lead vocalist, specialist, rap arsonist
I deal with sharpness spark the hardest individual
I plant crimes vocals
My like my passport, my life's my proof
Hit the sun roof, be out like a wanderin
Shuttle, and get off the verbal hygiene, my nigga

[sample of
[sample of C'mon]
[sample of Brooklyn
[sample of Game (Sweet Sugar Pie)]
of The Stomp]

Shame on you when you step to
Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo!
Shame on you you step through to
Ol Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo!
What?!! My nuh
Shame on you when you through to
The Ol Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo
Shame on you when you through to
THe Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo
To the coast!
To the East
To the North
To the
When you North, East, West, South
Put it all and it spell NEWS!
Then you got the ol rhythm, bastard
And ya don't
So keep shit, motherfucker, fucker, fucker!

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