Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Zoo II

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

[Verse One: Ol Bastard]

I'll grab the mic and now I you, cut your 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
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 whole stamiNUH
Here comes the medical
One verse then out for the count
the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the right amount
Wake you up and I ask you
How do you intend --
Competition to get an asssss sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't this
Leave me alone like a son be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow with disco
Roll up on the scene the Count of Monte Crisco
And start to vanish
I rolled up on a jet black kid the nigga started spanish
Yo! You from Panana!!
I asked you how you get so fuckin dark, you suntama
He responded so fast, you made me
Ha-ha-ha, scared-his ass!
Kick the hundred strongest
Then I out the punk in him
up with the strong five deadly venoms
Told HIM! the Wu-Tang!
the Shaolin slang, that crush any shit you bring
I watch ass take a big fall, why?!
My Main Source, is a friendly game of stickball
And as you step up to bat man, I play the
You try to do me for my nigga I'll change to
go out like Nazi, wish your fuckin ass stayed
Home and Yahtzee!
Or Happy Days sweatin Poxie
With Ralphie and Cunningham, and Chachi

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

Two: Ghostface Killer]

Ninety-five niggaz is
Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap basted
Foamin out the mouthpiece, heads blown geese
Murderous police, I do shows and perform in
not magic, gaming is the gadget
World classic big national high attracts graphics
Lampin in my own zone, my physical
Inhale Tony stuck, for the diamond in Rome
convincin, labelled one man rap convention
The nigga that'll gun down, frenchmen
Lead vocalist, music specialist, rap
I deal with sharpness plus the hardest individual
I crimes inside vocals
My rap's like my passport, my my proof
Hit the sun roof, be out like a wanderin
Shuttle, and get startled off the hygiene, my nigga

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

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

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