Luyện nghe bài hát Call of Da Wild

I'll be around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the treble
Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm the devil or whatever
I'm picking up and throwing 'em down like
Call me Kenny Anderson I slam those Southern bitches
I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the
To be fucked up when I gets into my clowning
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 niggas with machine guns, I that is the answer
But the question 'Should we take that bullshit from them
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 trying to serve us
To graduate is really becoming a stressful journey
I feel like a wheel, for them is trying to turn me
Into a hate monger, and I'm and I wonder
Damn, will I graduate before I hit the
I not, Officer Friendly trying to dig up in me
He said I'm half and got no future
And so he sent me up the creek and
Stroking like hell without no
But niggas is getting smart, we on the saddle
No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for some
It's the of da wild nigga, uh, there it is

I hear voices in my head and keep 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 a G swing
Let my nuts hang to the flo' main
Smoking that dang dang, making swang
In my Z, nobody can see me
down 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 homie be
Don't on next, I break necks too
with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94

Yeah, you know I'm sayin?

I hear voices in my and they keep callin me

Yeah, I'm bucking motherfuckers
Not ducking 'em the goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas
Squeezin rhymes like that 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 like I was Street, see I be breaking
Speaking of breaking, break on how to get your taken, boy
Fucking around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig
Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the tips
shit is how I'm kicking it
Comin around the ghetto, victims soft as a on a jackass
So fuck it or flip it, I'll still be a
Puffy afro with naps off in my hair
Shit, that's quickly how I run my and that's how it be
nigga B-I-G 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 is in my shit like colon cancer
Even I never smoke that shit like...yeah
I a call of da wild to my niggaz around the projects
So don't flex or get served a pop neck shit
OG, original gangsta, not
But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, 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 cause I'm locked off in a cell
So can you feel me,

I hear voices in my head and they callin me

Khujo, in dope, bring 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 more load, so my fire through the want ads
And red hot, desire in your pot with something wicked
But you feel it, sticking out your monkey ass
I let shit rot in the past, now it's time to blast they ass
Mr. Knighton off your hat
Can't even my my locs in
eye scoping, oh my, peripheral vision got it
Made you go on 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 taste of hot butter melting through your
This is your brain on drugs, is your brain,
Don't cut niggas I hang with before there were
In Chapel Forest, it's horrid
The hunting is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a call to the
I let out a to the wild