Luyện nghe bài hát Call of Da Wild

I'll be coming around the ghetto when I kicking one for the treble
Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or
I'm picking up and 'em down like dishes
Call me Anderson cause I slam those Southern bitches
I ain't bragging, folks me up and down the road
To be fucked up when I gets into my mode
Then go to up on they ass like Bozo
Oh no, then dance on top of asses like I was Jo Jo Dancer
Come Comet, come Dasher, Prancer
niggas with machine guns, I think that is the answer
But the question 'Should we take 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 trying to serve us
To graduate is really becoming a very journey
I like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
Into a hate monger, and I'm and I wonder
Damn, will I graduate I hit the summer
I think not, Friendly trying to dig up in me
He I'm half assed and got no future
And so he me up the creek and shit
like hell without no paddle
But niggas is smart, we back on the saddle
No longer, y'all know had us down for some years
It's the call of da nigga, uh, there it is

I hear in my head and they keep callin me

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

Yeah, you know what I'm

I hear voices in my head and they keep me

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

I hear voices in my head and they callin me

Khujo, coming in dope, it
I got more problems the average Joe
So don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot
It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my is a bird
K's madness capping
Throwing to do load, so my fire looking through the want ads
And only red hot, in your pot with something wicked
But you feel it, sticking out your monkey ass
I could let shit rot in the past, now it's time to they ass
Mr. take off your hat
Can't even my wear my in
Demon eye scoping, oh my, vision got it
Made you go on your bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, comes the Goodie Mo crew
And they just want to battle you
Out with the
The price of is beginning to be a risky business
Unkay, Parkay.
How do you like the taste of hot butter through your biscuits?
is your brain on drugs, this is your brain,
Don't cut niggas I hang with before were apartments
In Chapel Forest, it's horrid
The child is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a to the wild
I let out a to the wild