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

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

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

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

wondah]
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 to bust but they gats get embarassed
Sayin that I'm small and in a carriage
(sayin somebody else say) what is niggaz, parrots?

Word up, my m.f.c. won't have it, ya hate me?
Cause I roll with dots, smokin under the a.c.
Niggaz be fakin, pullin guns out they holsters
Keep my shit right by my dick I'm supposed to
New starang, I this 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 leather jackets with tassels
Plus I splash those assholes who don't know no
vendetta on this great hunt for cheddar
Don't never, let me catch you stupid I'll clap you
Slap you silly he realize who's wrathful
Hate to make you an example duke but I to
Represent for my click leave that bitch stiff a statue
Caught between the and the ruck, it seems you trapped 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 muslims ass in the pit, that shit be foul
If your shorty strut her ass 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 doubts, the cleaner blows out, then i'ma see ya
I be a virus up in ass like 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, then I 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
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 nigga in the house
Nigga like four two
the shit out of you and your crew
The fuck you do?