Luyện nghe bài hát Call of Da Wild

I'll be coming the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the or whatever
I'm up and throwing 'em down like dishes
Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam those bitches
I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and the road
To be fucked up when I gets into my mode
Then go to clown up on they ass like
Oh no, then on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo Dancer
Come Comet, come Dasher, come
Come with machine guns, I think that is the answer
But the question we take that bullshit from them people?'
I'm 300 on my SAT and I am equal
Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm
I've had it up to forehead of niggas to serve us
To graduate is becoming a very stressful journey
I like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
Into a hate monger, and I'm and I wonder
Damn, I graduate before I hit the summer
I think not, Officer trying to dig up in me
He said I'm half and got no future
And so he sent me up the and shit
Stroking hell without no paddle
But niggas is getting smart, we on the saddle
No longer, y'all know y'all had us for some years
It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, it is

I hear voices in my head and they callin me

As I step, the is empty
No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get
Don't call me T, it's a T thing with a G
Let my hang down to the flo' main
Smoking dang dang, making mics swang
In my Z, nobody can see me
Cruising down the block, just like I was a
In a world full of nuts,
I'd be mad even if I called him Uncle Sam
So dough to the Goodie Mo-B
T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my rather be
Don't flex on next, I break too
Rollin with Outkast, PA, Mob for the 94

Yeah, you know what I'm

I hear voices in my head and keep callin me

Yeah, I'm bucking motherfuckers
Not ducking 'em the goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas
Squeezin rhymes that noose around your neck
You can't hang this, see ain't no thangs to this
I show no pity so off because I'm dangerous
I breaks 'em off I was Beat Street, see I be breaking
Speaking of breaking, break on how to get life taken, boy
Fucking around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig
Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow
Player is how I'm kicking it
Comin the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
So fuck it or flip it, I'll be a player
Puffy afro with nigga off in my hair
Shit, that's quickly how I run my shit and how it be
That nigga B-O-I, that be me, ye
See I'm a player, got my on
Thinking about the volume and thickness of my
You see that cash is in my shit like cancer
Even though I never that shit like...yeah
I give a call of da wild to my niggaz around the
So don't flex or get with a pop neck shit
OG, gangsta, not quite
But when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right
Life's a bitch with a G-string cause off in ass with it hey
So you can see who can really
But y'all wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell
Ain't no players in office I'm locked off in a cell
So can you me, nigga

I voices in my head and they keep callin me

Khujo, coming in dope, it
I got more problems than the Joe
So don't 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn
It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a
K's into capping
Throwing to do load, so my fire looking through the want ads
And only red hot, desire in your pot with wicked
But you can't feel it, out your monkey ass
I let shit rot in the past, now it's time to blast they ass
Mr. Knighton off your hat
even my wear my locs in
Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral got it
you go on your hoe's bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, comes the Goodie Mo crew
And they just might want to you
Out with the
The price of living is beginning to be a business
Unkay, Parkay.
How do you like the of hot butter melting through your biscuits?
This is brain on drugs, this is your brain,
Don't cut niggas I hang with before there were
In Forest, it's getting horrid
The hunting is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a call to the
I let out a to the wild