Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers from Brentwood L. I.

Verse erick sermon

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

two: parrish smith

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

Verse three: sermon, parrish smith

Now time for me the e to rock it loco
No need to guess homeboy, you my vocals
a break to stay focused on my tape
I'm more great, I got the key to my state
I'm rough like brillo, I like a pistol
The b-boy form is mil or is til
The sound be pumped for the new jacks
Who loves you I'm not bo jackson, get the bozack

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