Luyện nghe bài hát Call of Da Wild

I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come one for the treble
can't stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
I'm picking up and throwing 'em like dishes
me Kenny Anderson cause I slam those Southern bitches
I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and the road
To be fucked up when I gets into my clowning
Then go to up on they ass like Bozo
Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo
Come Comet, come Dasher, come
Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the
But the question 'Should we take bullshit from them people?'
I'm 300 on my SAT and I am equal
no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous
I've had it up to forehead of niggas trying to us
To graduate is really becoming a very journey
I feel a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me
a hate monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder
Damn, will I before I hit the summer
I not, Officer 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
Stroking hell without no paddle
But niggas is smart, we back on the saddle
No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some
It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, it is

I voices in my head and they keep callin me

As I step, the is empty
No words as I with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
Don't call me T, it's a T with a G swing
Let my nuts hang down to the main
Smoking that dang dang, mics swang
In my 2-8-0 Z, can see me
down the block, just like I was a squirrel
In a world full of nuts,
I'd probably be mad if I called him Uncle Sam
So dough to the Goodie Mo-B
T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie be
flex on next, I break necks too
Rollin Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94

Yeah, you what I'm sayin?

I voices in my head and they keep callin me

Yeah, I'm steady motherfuckers
Not 'em like the goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas
Squeezin rhymes like noose around your neck
You hang with this, see ain't no thangs to this
I show no pity so take off because I'm
I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be
Speaking of breaking, on how to get your life taken, boy
Fucking around me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split
means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow tips
Player shit is how I'm it
Comin the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
So fuck it or it, I'll still be a player
Puffy afro with nigga off in my hair
Shit, that's quickly how I run my and that's 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 colon cancer
though I never smoke that shit like...yeah
I give a call of da wild to my niggaz the projects
So don't flex or get served with a pop neck
OG, original gangsta, not
But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting right
Life's a bitch a G-string cause 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 me, nigga

I hear in my head and they keep callin me

Khujo, in dope, bring 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 is a bird
K's into capping
Throwing to do more load, so my looking through the want ads
And only red hot, desire in your pot with wicked
But you can't feel it, sticking out your ass
I could let shit rot in the past, now it's to blast 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 hoe's bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here the Goodie Mo crew
And they just might to battle you
Out with the
The of living is beginning to be a risky business
Unkay, Parkay.
How do you the taste of hot butter melting through your biscuits?
is your brain on drugs, this is your brain,
Don't cut niggas I hang before there were apartments
In Chapel Forest, it's getting
The child is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a to the wild
I let out a to the wild