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, to show these niggaz who's the nicest
Lyrics incisive, I grip the mic like a vice
Cooler than ice, what? 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, motherfucker I rip this shit for
Stick and flee so my can remain low key, supreme
through your team, yeah y'all fools know me
I'm r rated, I push these herbs to the pavement
To put it in terms for laymen, nigga ain't playin
I'm sayin, I blow up with no delayin
I slay men then I'm

For all y'all niggaz shit watch your step fuck the talkin
Little on the motherfuckin scene get to walkin
Guns is steady barkin, at them who lack
Actin like my mac won't spit through your ac'
Or your lex land', you sets man far from
representative will rip ass like desert eagles
Fuck a sequel, angel of peep how I greet 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 a bathroom, come test the center, what?
I fuck whole starting five and your bench up, yo
Fuck what you been and the troubles on your mental
Test maldu and get, sent through a window
Gut up like ginsus, or technic
Bitch scared, I hear the bubbles in your stomach
Waitin for your bowels to move, you doodoo
up like you od'd off ex-lax and yoohoo
I blew through two crews, they garbage
Claimin they funky? maybe true you don't wash

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

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

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

Word up, my m.f.c. niggaz have it, ya hate me?
Cause I with dots, smokin spliffs under the a.c.
Niggaz be fakin, pullin they out they holsters
Keep my shit right by my dick like I'm to
New starang, I been way ever since eshkoshkah
my niggaz chillin on the roof on the poster

Wanna see me, way you do that 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 leather jackets with tassels
I splash those assholes who don't know no better
Personal vendetta on this hunt for cheddar
Don't never, let me catch you stupid I'll clap you
Slap you silly until he who's wrathful
Hate to you an example duke but I have to
Represent for my click leave that bitch stiff like a
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 be wild
Like the gettin ass in the pit, that shit be foul
If your shorty strut her ass past me, I got to
Watch your mouth, loose lips ships, and let go blow
It's doc, alone my glock, nice to meet ya
If there's doubts, the blows out, then i'ma see ya
I be a up in your ass like gonorrhea
the pain I see on your face, or face the fears
Chick here, these groupies from be on my bumper
If cock her ass in the air, then I gotta hump her
her, my hunger takes toll I must config
God crack your arm leg a leg a arm, and head

For real, is beautiful
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 shit bwoy
Horseman, boss men, word is
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My nigga hardcore in the house
Nigga like four two
the shit out of you and your crew
The fuck you do?