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

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

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

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

wondah]
M.f.c.! wondah no relation to stevie
Word is bon jovi up in
Heltah skeltah, it like this
Hardcore, the deal word up

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

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

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

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

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

For real, this is
Word is
skeltah

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 shit
Horseman, men, word is bond
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My little hardcore in the house
Nigga like four two
the shit out of you and your crew
The you wanna do?