Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Zoo II

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

[Verse One: Ol Bastard]

I'll grab the mic and now I damage you, cut whole stamin-u
Ohh, sssshit,
I'll grab the mic and now I damage ya, cut your staminuh
Here comes the examinuh
One verse then you out for the
the ammonia make 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 comes the examiNUH
One then you're out for the count
the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake you up and I ask you
How do you intend --
to get an asssss kickin sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't this
me alone like a son he'll be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed disco
Roll up on the scene like the Count of Crisco
And MC's start to
I rolled up on a jet black kid the started speakin spanish
Yo! You from Panana!!
I you how you get so fuckin dark, you said suntama
He responded so fast, you me laugh
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH ass!
Kick the strongest rhymes
Then I brought out the in him
Roll up with the strong five venoms
HIM! Enter the Wu-Tang!
Witness the Shaolin slang, that crush any you bring
I watch your ass 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 nigga change to Hitler
I'll go out like Nazi, your fuckin ass stayed
and play Yahtzee!
Or watchin Happy Days Poxie
Ralphie and Cunningham, Joni and Chachi

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

[Verse Two: Ghostface

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

of Stamina]
[sample of Baby
[sample of Brooklyn
[sample of Drunk Game (Sweet Pie)]
of The Stomp]

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

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