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 these niggaz who's the nicest
incisive, I grip the mic like a vice grip
Cooler than ice, cream flows is priceless
Angels of death, nigga watch yo' cause you might slip
I, stay the hype shit but that's just me
The elohim, motherfucker I rip this shit for
Stick and flee so my stee' can 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 no delayin
I slay men then I'm

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

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

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

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

Word up, my m.f.c. won't have 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 chillin on the roof on the

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

Aiyyo I'm tall sean, I got rid of the
That shit out like leather jackets with them tassels
Plus I splash those assholes who don't no better
Personal vendetta on this great hunt for
never, let me catch you actin 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 leave that bitch stiff like a statue
Caught between the rock and the ruck, it you trapped 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

[doc
Doc holiday, o.k. corral, my be wild
the muslims gettin ass in the pit, that shit be foul
If your shorty strut her ass past me, I got to
Watch your mouth, lips sink ships, and let go blow
doc, alone with my glock, nice to meet ya
If there's doubts, the cleaner out, then i'ma see ya
I be a up in your ass like gonorrhea
Explain the I see on your face, or face the fears
Chick here, these groupies from somethin be on my
If shorty cock her ass in the air, then I gotta her
Love her, my hunger takes 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 shit bwoy
Horseman, men, word is bond
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My little nigga in the house
Nigga four foot two
the shit out of you and your crew
The you wanna do?