Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Zoo II

One two, one two -- you taping
All of shit yo let that shit ride
to mother, turn 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
This is for the radio, yo
I just want all y'all to
The reason why I is because my momma and my daddy
They grew up
So please 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 whole staminuh
comes the medical 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 stamiNUH
Here the medical examiNUH
One verse then out for the count
Bring the ammonia, make sure he sniffs the amount
you up and then I ask you
How do you intend --
Competition to get an kickin sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't this
Leave me alone like a son be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed with
up on the scene like the Count 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 dark, you said suntama
He responded so fast, you me laugh
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH ass!
Kick the hundred strongest
Then I brought out the in him
Roll up with the strong deadly 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 I'll change to Hitler
I'll go out like Nazi, wish your fuckin ass
and play Yahtzee!
Or Happy Days sweatin Poxie
With Ralphie and Cunningham, and Chachi

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

[Verse Ghostface Killer]

Ninety-five is wasted
Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap fiends
out the mouthpiece, heads blown like geese
Murderous police, I do shows and in Grease
It's not magic, gaming is the
classic big national high attracts dear graphics
Lampin in my own zone, my show
Inhale Tony stuck, for the diamond in Rome
convincin, labelled one man rap convention
The that'll gun down, eighty frenchmen
vocalist, music specialist, rap arsonist
I deal with sharpness spark the hardest individual
I plant crimes vocals
My rap's 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

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

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