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 niggaz the nicest
Lyrics incisive, I the mic like a vice grip
than ice, what? cream flows is priceless
Angels of death, nigga watch yo' step you might slip
I, stay with the shit but that's just me
The elohim, motherfucker I rip 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 herbs to the pavement
To put it in terms for laymen, this nigga playin
I'm sayin, I blow up with no delayin
I men then I'm parlayin

For all y'all niggaz poppin shit watch your step fuck the
Little on the motherfuckin scene get to walkin
Guns is barkin, at them cats who lack
Actin like my mac won't holes through your ac'
Or your lex land', you man far from lethal
This representative will rip ass like desert
a sequel, angel of death peep how I greet you
Leave you for and let the savage niggaz eat you

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

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

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

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

Word up, my m.f.c. niggaz won't it, ya hate me?
Cause I roll with dots, smokin spliffs the a.c.
Niggaz be fakin, pullin they out they holsters
Keep my shit right by my like I'm supposed to
New starang, I this way ever since eshkoshkah
Since my niggaz 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 leather jackets with them
Plus I splash those assholes who know no better
Personal on this great hunt for cheddar
Don't never, let me catch you actin stupid I'll you
Slap you until he realize who's wrathful
to make you an example duke 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 a bath duke
Half-dead, how the fuck did ruck trap you
My man hak-tu, got two, to trap you

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

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, is bond
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My little hardcore in the house
Nigga four foot two
Smack the out of you and your crew
The fuck you do?