Luyện nghe bài hát Call of The Wild

Ohh-eh-ohh, (m) oh (f)
Ohh-eh-ohh, (c) oh
Ohh-eh-ohh, (ma-ma-ma-ma-magnum force) oh
Ohh-eh-ohh, (for life) oh

Alright it's, time to show these who's the nicest
Lyrics incisive, I grip the mic like a grip
Cooler than ice, what? cream is priceless
of death, nigga watch yo' step cause you might slip
I, stay with the hype shit but that's me
The elohim, motherfucker I rip shit for free
Stick and so my stee' can remain low key, supreme
Steam through your team, yeah y'all fools me
I'm triple r rated, I push herbs to the pavement
To put it in terms for laymen, nigga ain't playin
I'm sayin, I blow up spots with no
I slay men I'm parlayin

For all niggaz poppin shit watch your step fuck the talkin
rock on the motherfuckin scene get to walkin
Guns is steady barkin, at cats who lack
Actin my mac won't spit holes through your ac'
Or your lex land', you sets man far lethal
This representative will rip ass like eagles
Fuck a sequel, angel of death peep how I you
you for dead and let the savage niggaz eat you

Yo boy don't never, test m.f.c. this no classroom
I whomever you better get or catch an ass wound
I'm pissed like a bathroom, come the center, what?
I fuck your whole starting and your bench up, yo
Fuck what you been through and the on your mental
Test maldu and you'll get, sent a window
Gut up like ginsus, or 1200's
Bitch scared, I hear the bubbles in your stomach
Waitin for bowels to move, cause you doodoo
up like you od'd off ex-lax and yoohoo
I blew through two crews, they garbage
Claimin they funky? true cause you don't wash

* ohh-eh-ohh's repeat in background starang talks *

wondah]
M.f.c.! wondah no relation to stevie
is bon jovi up in here
Heltah skeltah, doin it like
Hardcore, what's the word up

Hardcore, far than the average
tried to bust but they gats get embarassed
Sayin that I'm small and in a carriage
(sayin what else say) what is niggaz, parrots?

Word up, my m.f.c. niggaz won't have it, ya me?
Cause I roll with dots, smokin spliffs the a.c.
Niggaz be fakin, pullin they guns out holsters
Keep my right by my dick like I'm supposed to
New starang, I been way ever since eshkoshkah
my niggaz chillin on the roof on the poster

Wanna see me, only way you do is on tv
(it's hardcore) starang no relation to stevie

Aiyyo I'm tall sean, I got rid of the
That shit played out like jackets with them tassels
Plus I splash those who don't know no better
vendetta on this great hunt for cheddar
Don't never, let me catch you stupid I'll clap you
Slap you silly until he realize wrathful
to make you an example duke but I have to
Represent for my click leave that stiff like a statue
between the rock and the ruck, it seems you trapped duke
Fuckin with them dirty ass niggaz, go take a bath
Half-dead, wonderin how the fuck did trap you
My man hak-tu, got two, informants to you

holiday]
Doc holiday, o.k. corral, my click be
Like the muslims gettin ass in the pit, that shit be
If your strut her ass past me, I got to growl
your mouth, loose lips sink ships, and let go blow
It's doc, alone with my glock, to meet ya
If there's doubts, the blows out, then i'ma see ya
I be a virus up in your ass gonorrhea
Explain the pain I see on your face, or the fears
Chick here, these from somethin be on my bumper
If shorty cock her ass in the air, I gotta hump her
Love her, my takes toll I must config
God crack your arm leg a leg a arm, and head

For real, this is
is bond
Heltah

Can we get it? can we get it?

Ohh-eh-ohh, oh (repeat 4x)

B.c.c., m.f.c., r
Fab 5 all that bwoy
Horseman, boss men, word is
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My little nigga hardcore in the
Nigga like four two
the shit out of you and your crew
The you wanna do?