Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac

[Sean
The verse is the worst
why the fuck they call you Jesus Price, nigga?
And you in church
Napoleon complex, niggas earth Lurch
Fuck a hook, nigga, earth my
Nah I mean, gave a of vile pork, beat Malachai off
Had to slap him in the face, with a Ballantine
Silverback Sean's happy on songs, I dissing
Just you muthafuckas wrong, listen
Cock diesel niggas on crack, Tony Atlas
Flash forward flowing, ? you Thelonious
I mastered the and mastered the styles
I the fair one then blast a round wit the pound
Sean is the best, ya'll is the opposite, pa
Shut the fuck up, put a sock in it, pa, be
I put a hole in ya hat, Jesus Price soul controller of rap,

[Chorus:
This that body shit, pump shotty shit
Niggas shooting the up over a bitch, shit
This that shit, niggas pull a trigger, quick
This what is, yea fire and all this
If you dealing with bricks, then we gon' it
And if you dealing chips, then we gon' take it
But if you wit tips, ma, then shake it
Cuz my niggas is in this bitch, and that's

It's the five foot gorilla with the of a killa
Killing every nigga in sight, murdered by ya
Ill of protectin ya face
Bitches tucking in they necklace I step in the place
Niggas acting like hard, but they soft as Jell-O
You can tell them niggas pussy, they walk by, hello
I know, I was you, was hoping I fall
a pair of over sized shorts, no, not at all
I'm not the one, but I got two
And if you need me to add on more, I bring it
Cuz I got a trunk for who say they ain't scared
Go for gun, I let my mac ten braid ya hair
With a little style, I call change-o
When the bullets in the chamber, I it to change, yo
Right back atcha, with the and bat atcha
Better ask you could I you, if I didn't, I was glad to

Flood]
This that body shit, pump shotty shit
Niggas the party up over a bitch, shit
This that ignorant shit, niggas pull a trigger,
This ignorance is, yea fire and all this
If you dealing with bricks, then we take it
And if you with chips, then we gon' take it
But if you dealing wit tips, ma, shake it
Cuz my is in this bitch, and that's crazy

Juxxe]
Yeah, burn a good tree the yard, then
Juxxe make you lick shots pon de squad,
I rock wit that bang bang boogie
through hot blocks with that thang thang wit me
It's all gravy and mashed potatoes, I smash
Bust bullets, blast tazers, razors
Say my rap is longer than my wrap sheet
niggas ask me, rhyming to a rap beat
Crack in the of the eighties
Produced alotta inner city hood babies
Bird niggas moving like a chicken with his throat
But I bet I lean 'em when I hit 'em wit this dope
Never slip, slack off and your back off
Niggas is wack soft, we your track off
got a pack off, fuck the jack off
I'mma let the off and pop ya cap off

[Chorus:
that hard body shit, pump shotty shit
Niggas shooting the party up over a bitch,
This that ignorant shit, pull a trigger, quick
This what is, yea fire and all this
If you dealing with bricks, then we gon' it
And if you dealing with chips, we gon' take it
But if you wit tips, ma, then shake it
Cuz my niggas is in this bitch, and crazy