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 good shit, get all that good shit (one two, one two)
One two, one two, one two... one two
Now know
Ssssshhhit, yo yo check this out, check this
This is for the radio, yo
I just all y'all to know
The reason why I curse is my momma and my daddy
grew up cursin
So respect my style, please!

[Verse One: Ol Bastard]

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

I'll grab and the mic and now I you, cut your whole stamiNUH
Here comes the medical
One verse then you're out for the
Bring the ammonia, make he sniffs the right amount
you up and then I ask you
How do you this --
Competition to get an asssss sooooo tremendous, RARRH!
You shouldn't this
Leave me alone a son he'll be fatherless!
I got the asiatic flow mixed with
Roll up on the like the Count of Monte Crisco
And MC's start to
I rolled up on a jet black kid the nigga started 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, scared-his ass!
Kick the hundred rhymes
Then I out the punk in him
Roll up with the strong five venoms
HIM! Enter the Wu-Tang!
Witness the slang, that crush any shit you bring
I watch ass take a big fall, why?!
My Main Source, is like a friendly of stickball
And as you step up to bat man, I the riddler
You try to do me for my nigga change to Hitler
I'll go out like Nazi, wish fuckin ass stayed
and play Yahtzee!
Or watchin Happy Days Poxie
With Ralphie and Cunningham, and Chachi

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

Two: Ghostface Killer]

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

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

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

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