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 a vice grip
Cooler ice, what? cream flows is priceless
Angels of death, nigga watch yo' step cause you might
I, stay with the hype shit but 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 triple r rated, I push these to the pavement
To put it in terms for laymen, this nigga ain't
I'm sayin, I blow up spots with no
I men then I'm parlayin

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

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

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

[starang
M.f.c.! starang no relation to stevie
is bon jovi up in here
Heltah skeltah, it like this
Hardcore, what's the word up

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

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

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

Aiyyo I'm sean, I got rid of the afro
That shit played out leather jackets with them tassels
I splash those assholes who don't know no better
Personal vendetta on this hunt for cheddar
Don't never, let me you actin stupid I'll clap you
Slap you silly he realize who's wrathful
to make you an example duke but I have to
Represent for my click leave 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 bath
Half-dead, wonderin how the fuck did ruck you
My man hak-tu, got two, to trap you

holiday]
Doc holiday, o.k. corral, my click be
Like the muslims gettin ass in the pit, that shit be
If your shorty strut her ass me, I got to growl
Watch mouth, loose lips sink ships, and let go blow
doc, alone with my glock, nice to meet ya
If doubts, the cleaner blows out, then i'ma see ya
I be a virus up in your ass gonorrhea
Explain the I see on your face, or face the fears
Chick here, groupies 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 your arm leg a leg a arm, and your 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 that bwoy
Horseman, boss men, is bond
you off men
We bullshittin, huh
My little nigga in the house
Nigga like foot two
Smack the shit out of you and crew
The fuck you do?