Luyện nghe bài hát Brooklyn Zoo II

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

One: Ol Dirty Bastard]

I'll the mic and now I damage you, cut your whole stamin-u
Ohh, sssshit,
I'll grab the mic and now I ya, cut your whole staminuh
Here comes the medical
One then you out for the count
Bring the ammonia make 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 verse then you're out for the
Bring the ammonia, make 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 bother
Leave me alone like a son be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed disco
Roll up on the scene like the Count of Crisco
And start to vanish
I rolled up on a jet black kid the started speakin spanish
Yo! You from Panana!!
I asked you how you get so dark, you said suntama
He responded so fast, you made me
Ha-ha-ha, HARARRRH ass!
Kick the hundred rhymes
Then I brought out the in him
Roll up with the five deadly venoms
HIM! Enter the Wu-Tang!
Witness the Shaolin slang, that crush any shit you
I watch your ass a big fall, why?!
My Main Source, is like a friendly of stickball
And as you up to bat man, I play the riddler
You try to do me for my nigga change to Hitler
I'll go out like Nazi, wish fuckin ass stayed
Home and Yahtzee!
Or watchin Happy sweatin Poxie
With Ralphie and Cunningham, Joni and

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

[Verse Two: Ghostface

niggaz is wasted
Keystone capered, and Wu kept the rap basted
Foamin out the mouthpiece, heads like geese
Murderous police, I do shows and in Grease
It's not magic, gaming is the
World classic big national attracts dear graphics
Lampin in my own zone, my show
bones Tony stuck, for the diamond in Rome
He's convincin, one man rap convention
The nigga that'll gun down, eighty
Lead vocalist, 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 hygiene, my nigga

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

Shame on you you step through to
Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo!
Shame on you you step through to
Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo!
What?!! My nuh
Shame on you you step through to
The Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo
Shame on you when you step to
THe Ol Dirty Bastard, Zoo
To the coast!
To the East
To the coast
To the
you take North, East, West, South
Put it all and it spell NEWS!
Then you got the ol rhythm, blues
And ya stop
So keep shit, motherfucker, fucker, fucker!

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