Luyện nghe bài hát Cardiac

[Sean
The first is the worst
Like why the fuck they call you Price, nigga?
And you curse in
complex, niggas earth your Lurch
Fuck a hook, nigga, earth my
Nah I mean, gave a pound of vile pork, beat off
Had to slap him in the face, with a Ballantine
Silverback Sean's on songs, I ain't dissing
Just you listening wrong, listen
Cock diesel niggas smoking on crack, Atlas
Flash flowing, ? you Thelonious baskets?
I mastered the style and the styles
I fight the fair one then blast a wit the pound
is the best, ya'll niggas is the opposite, pa
Shut the fuck up, put a sock in it, pa, be
I put a hole in ya hat, Jesus Price controller of rap, amen

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

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

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

[Ruste
Yeah, burn a good tree from the yard,
Juxxe make you lick pon de squad, then
I rock rock wit that bang boogie
Stomp through hot blocks that thang thang wit me
It's all gravy and mashed potatoes, I smash
Bust bullets, blast tazers, razors
Say my rap sheet is longer than my sheet
Young niggas ask me, to a rap beat
Crack in the days of the
Produced alotta inner city crack babies
Bird niggas moving like a chicken his throat slit
But I bet I lean 'em I hit 'em wit this dope shit
Never slip, off and blowing your back off
Niggas is wack soft, we throwing your off
Never got a pack off, the jack off
let the latch off and pop ya cap off

[Chorus:
This that hard shit, pump shotty shit
shooting the party up over a bitch, shit
This that ignorant shit, niggas 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 dealing wit tips, ma, then it
Cuz my niggas is in this bitch, and that's