Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers on My Jock

Brothers on my
For the way I a piece of steel
Brothers on my
For the way I hold a of steel

Brothers on my
For the way I a piece of steel
on my jock
For the way I hold a piece of

So what cha

I go wild as I sip from a Lowenbrau
Set up like fire to gunpowder
Boom, did the bassline
From being R, from being top rank

I'm hard an erection
Phrases might get too tough to break in sections
So I a pen and pad, I'm back
To make a killer similar to a stab

Don't arrest me, arrest my brain, insane
If I'm booty, I've been framed
By an MC, who be the R E D
Fuck with me, get slapped up and capped up easy

By me and a pistol
So the premises
Or ask Mayday, for H E L P
Brothers tell me, I'm similar to round three

I don't brag and but smash and roast
MCs with degrees here to the West Coast
I'm with no abrakadaba
of membranes will smash like crackers
Were they Ritz, or Town House

None of the above get caught the roundhouse
Kick, black flip, full
My vocal chord prove my ain't bull
I'm down wit the

No more four to five brothers
Six or more, you seen got
By a fist of fury, is the verdict
Let's it from the jury

Brothers on my
For the way I hold a of steel
on my jock
For the way I a piece of steel

Brothers on my
For the way I hold a of steel
Brothers on my
For the way I a piece of steel

So what cha

I'm a nightmare to rappers, to an MC
wreck, the nigga with the help of E-D
Aggravation, need it, so get off my dick
Master of disaster, no for flicks
Straight up b-boy, Real like Bruce Leroy
Strap the bozack when I'm stabbin' a

Gangsta rap, Daddy Mack with a bozack
Roy the punk pumps skunk like a smokestack
So swing low and up balls
I'm like Schwarzenegger, correcting

In Total up E-D and the posse that's ten deep
To wax a sucker nigga rappin' MC
So step off 'cause she gets no
So stick the fork in him, Redman 'cause done

on my jock
For the way I hold a piece of
Brothers on my
For the way I a piece of steel

Brothers on my
For the way I hold a of steel
on my jock
For the way I hold a piece of

So what cha

I'm E-D, I with the A-Team
A one man machine by all means
Necessary, I on contact
No fear of getting killed 'cause I'm
The Hit Squad's deep, making it to creep
On my crew but you don't

My mic is caffeine, similar to
it smooth for me, yes, to wax well
And you might get and spark a stove
'Cause I steel but hold on like En Vogue

My swiftness, I got a not for Christmas
God bless, mmm-hmm, can I get a
I'm fresh a bag of Chips Ahoy
No toy, I'm a hardcore

Once again, I quote, I'm
I smoked Smokey the Bear, I killed the ranger
Poof, the out and I'm gone
Peace to and Farrakhan

on my jock
For the way I a piece of steel
on my jock
For the way I a piece of steel

Brothers on my
For the way I hold a piece of
Brothers on my
For the way I hold a piece of

So what cha