Luyện nghe bài hát Bust 'Em In

Hard to the core we are.
The federated of the Pharaoh murderer squad.
Run run, we tear the head piece up.
Uh huh, you want beef because.

Vinnie I had of them, yo bust em in.
Vinnie I had of them, yo bust em in.
Lost em in.
Bust em in. (3x)

AOTP, Nikes and ice links
You feel till after the punch like a spiked drink
Sipping Goose till my eyes pink, ninety-five rings
Real niggas survive things and die
I can hear that sayin' "Yo you owe it to me"
So it's no holds barred the old Hulk Hogan movie
You got a heart homeboy? Then it to me
The flow's majestic, I spit a roll of golden
I'm old school roll a dooby
Daddyo my is groovy, pay my rent with dough from groupies
A pimp and a killer, in your project
Nine milli only defence of my logic
The shotgun just in the closet
for you fuckers to come dip in my shit
Nonsense, the could never stop the thorough
Bitch niggas suspect, I call them gossip girls

Hard to the core we are
The federated army of the Pharaoh murderer
Run run, we tear the head piece up
Uh huh, you don't beef because

Vinnie I had of them, yo bust em in.
Vinnie I had enough of them, yo em in.
bust em in.
Bust em in. (3x)

I tools like bitches cause I always got a few biscuits
And bus em in kids from different school districts
Y'all dipshits will get your discs flipped
Rhymes will make the disc skip, find your wrists slit
nine shine like diamonds on Slick Rick
I'm wicked as a Wiccan bitch when the wick's lit
to sample this shit? You need to read Sanskrit
And travel to the top of Mount to transmit
Running the Red Seas like an escaped slave
holding up the walls of water with my sound waves
Like what I was doing Public Execution, half-human half-mutant
Ap the of Rasputin
Gats shooting, shots ricocheting off of my body
And quarter length fat goose to conceal shotties
The god walks the surface of the Sun it won't melt
Cause when's the time you heard Ap rip a Celph beat?

to the motherfucking core we are
The army of the Pharaoh murderer squad
Run run, we gonna tear the head up
Uh huh, you don't want because

Vinnie I had of them, yo bust em in
I had enough of them, yo bust em in
Lost em in
Bust em in (3x)

I'm a five-star general, the main man
Flip a bird, hold a with the same hand
And do a rain dance when blood splatters and
Cement mix in your IV turn your anatomy
Nobody ratted at A-O-T-P not trenched OPP
I'm obsessed with OCD, a mental patient
With cyberkenetic onboard integration
One of rap's most voices or flows
In front of missile-command
I look around, all my choices blow
So now you know I'm the don of braggadocio
Flamethrower, I'm Cobra Kai and I'm keeping it dojo name
Come and sign up, I'm training soldiers to rhyme rough and get they punchlines up
Cause you ain't fucking with the gold Rubix Cuban nowhere
No rap is near what I just wrote here oh yeah