Luyện nghe bài hát Brothers on My Jock

Brothers on my
For the way I a piece of steel
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

So cha saying

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

I'm hard like an
Phrases might get too tough to break down in
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, then been framed
By an MC, who be the R E D
Fuck with me, you'll get slapped up and up easy

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

I brag and boast but smash and roast
MCs with degrees from to the West Coast
I'm miracle no abrakadaba
Piece of membranes will smash like
Were Ritz, Saltine or Town House

None of the above get with the roundhouse
Kick, black flip, full
My vocal prove my pull ain't bull
I'm wit the Squad

No more than four to five
Six or more, you got smothered
By a fist of fury, is the verdict
hear it from the jury

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

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

So cha saying

I'm a nightmare to rappers, to an MC
wreck, the nigga with the help of E-D
Aggravation, don't it, so get off my dick
Master of disaster, no for flicks
Straight up b-boy, Real McCoy Bruce Leroy
Strap the bozack I'm stabbin' a skeezoid

Gangsta rap, it's Daddy with a bozack
Roy the funk punk skunk like a smokestack
So swing low and lick up
I'm like Schwarzenegger, shit

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

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

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

So what cha

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

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

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

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

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

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

So what cha