Luyện nghe bài hát Butch & Sundance

[Verse 1:
Bust my brother despite the two
Butch and trot, killshot to you fuckers
You feel the wind of excellence before we enter in the
So assume your position of the born coon
When we groom other rappers, pew, need to soon
The are howling at the moon, your time will never come soon
Markie, [?], me and the bad boy
The petty of the sanction when we rhyme, become void
The game of life, the of death
[?] you can't take it, rappers fake it til they it
And it's mirrors of naked, lady shoes are Rasputin
Of the rhyme evolution and all the you confusing
And we are the
Yo, rhymes

[Verse 2: Rhymes]
I'm on, black, you know it's a
And all the shit you taught me you niggas is wack
Fuck that, fuck with us, bitch, them is [?]
Show me your ass, stack it up all on a nigga and now ass
Don't get your ass clapped trying to be like the next
Go ahead move, try to prove I test tube
A couple of you funny niggas some fufu's
niggas is too cool, you niggas is through
See we live with it, homie, look, we the bar out
Toasting, celebrating and we drinking 'til we out
While I'm with a strong shine, bitch, you know Bust' Rhymes
Let me explain, (no), I'm fucking with the
That's it, the time, we rock on and on
You rhyme wrong, everything you dead gone
Niggas in the front, you got my back
I'mma put the drug in the street like nickle crack

[Verse 3:
One for the beat and two for the
The remains saying, debating position came the greater
For now let's set the gate up, the motivator
Couldn't cut it with a fader and was your data
'Til the [?] dissing [?] single-handed
The vision is deep unless every man it
You spitting sweet 16's for [?]
My mom's got genes that brought me greens
You virtual robotic, I got the lean
Fiends like the hobbit cause crowd could never top it
And your trash is not the topic, we know you can't it
Well, shit the topic is that of you niggas can stop it
Indeed, we gonna do it, you know we went it
Here's a [?] to it if you listen to the music
If you listen to the then you should've get it better
It's the Abstract and the and we doing this together

[Verse 3: Rhymes]
Do it together, do it
Bust grand, rhymes, finish billing your crimes
Oh shit, another verse, get in line
For what it's worth, did it all, did it
Niggas mad, sick thirst, hit 'em bad 'til it hurt
Pick the land, the turf
The fuck is up? We getting this
I still be on my bullshit eating niggas' food,
I'm in the [?]
Bet they want that shit, forfeit
And forklift niggas like I'm throwing them off
all horseshit, bang niggas like worships
Want the [?], well, I allow any forces
Raw spit, you out here acting like important
You off niggas, get to your loss quick
this, identify the God as your lordship
For how you funny niggas be you an ostrich
Beat head, your looks very assaulted
The cost is whatever the niggas want, the boss, kid