Luyện nghe bài hát Call of Da Wild

I'll be coming around the ghetto when I kicking one for the treble
Y'all stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever
I'm up and throwing 'em down like dishes
Call me Kenny Anderson cause I those Southern bitches
I ain't bragging, dragging me up and down the road
To be fucked up when I gets into my mode
go to clown 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 machine guns, I think that is the answer
But the question 'Should we take that 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 trying to serve us
To graduate is really becoming a stressful 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 graduate I hit the summer
I not, Officer Friendly trying to dig up in me
He said I'm assed and got no future
And so he sent me up the creek and
Stroking like hell without no
But niggas is getting smart, we back on the
No longer, y'all know y'all had us for some years
It's the of da wild nigga, uh, there it is

I hear in my head and they 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 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 even if I him Uncle Sam
So dough to the Goodie Mo-B
T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie be
Don't flex on next, I necks too
with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94

Yeah, you know I'm sayin?

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 like that noose around neck
You can't hang this, see ain't no thangs to this
I no pity so take off because I'm dangerous
I 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breaking
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 with the hollow
shit is how I'm kicking it
Comin around the ghetto, soft as a tack on a jackass
So fuck it or flip it, I'll still be a
Puffy with nigga naps off in my hair
Shit, quickly how I run my shit and that's how it be
That B-I-G 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 that cash is in my like colon cancer
Even though I never smoke shit like...yeah
I give a of da wild to my niggaz around the projects
So don't or get served with a pop neck shit
OG, original gangsta, not
But maybe when I'm up, lifting weights, getting swole right
Life's a bitch with a G-string off in your 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 hear in my head and they keep callin me

Khujo, coming in dope, it
I got more than the average Joe
So come 'round me with your flim flam, hot damn
a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook 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 can't feel it, sticking out your ass
I could let shit rot in the past, now it's time to they ass
Mr. Knighton take off hat
even my wear my locs in
Demon eye scoping, oh my, vision got it
you go on your hoe's bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo
And just might want to battle you
Out with the
The price of living is beginning to be a risky
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 there were apartments
In Chapel Forest, getting horrid
The hunting is on the prowl, yeah!
I let out a call to the
I let out a to the wild