Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers from Brentwood L. I.

Verse one: erick

fans stay focused, e's about to freak it
Hardcore, but not rough to bleep it
So relax and chill, get with the brother
And like damon wayans, we're living in black
Sheik, the make em freak
A unique technique, with flavors black sheep
You my style's mad rugged, you love it
You never heard the funk before the e was
I'm bad, wrangler, mic strangler
Funk arranger, e.d's
We make the sounds make you *owwwww!*
Make you wanna scream james brown so I can rock a town
I'm real swift, I light to a skip
I rock the party all night, the chant my shit
I leave at sundown, away chillin
Cool, and keep mental mike bivins
Then I find the hit squad, and stop
Chump, i'ma...

Verse parrish smith

Peace to the posse, ok you got me
Another rap about to o.d.
Beat fiend from the hard scene
You know the kid in the s-o with the fog beam
Skins cool I mingle girls are
be gentle, I'll be very gentle'
Don't bug on my rap boy, because it's mental
is mad truck, quick to snuff a duck
No bluff, your neck'll get so kill the ruff stuff
my town home of beatdowns
Dress code is don't care so a chill clown
place on the map we're bustin big caps
Where girlies tim boots and baseball caps
That's where I'm chump, still buckwhylin
it hobbes, cause i'ma

Verse three: erick sermon, smith

Now it's for me the e to rock it loco
No to guess homeboy, you know my vocals
Gimme a break to stay on my tape
I'm than great, I got the key to my state
I'm rough brillo, I bust like a pistol
The b-boy form is mil or is til
The underground sound be for the new jacks
Who loves you baby? I'm not bo jackson, get the

Yeah, bo-e-oh-e-o-zack, check the
Hardcore underground, just like
Word to herb got steel than pittsburgh
So easy with the smart comments, or boy you get
I'm cock-d keep you dancin ali
Collect the dough you know and I'm swayze
On the downlow, no or buckwhylin
Bust it kid, cause