Luyện nghe bài hát Carry It

My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son, it

Check his vital signs, his vital nerve
Threw a curve, the rhyme tempest
Like lightning bolts being down from Mt. Olympus
Beat on your head like a Barker cymbal, crash

I beyond measurements
I tour you back to a cast, arrest your
Overthrow your settlement, this is beat embellishment
the house, the one Hansel and Gretel went

Unorthodox fly fox
Wu Killa Bee appear on body like the pox
Keep rivalries Yankees and the Red Sox
I'd see it in the ballpark, then see it on the block, nigga

My uzi a ton, son, carry it
Chocolate on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, me parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man it?

My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son, it

Feel the wrath of a soldier his wings is up
We like the air force, generals guns when rainy up
it from leers, the stadium, the fans, the beers
Titty shots the bitches in the stands, we clear?

But we pop guns, live so wild, it's banging a guitar
On your face, all in your mouth
See the medals that I wear, honor, from the hood to Bahamas
Back to Ghana, New York and

All my peoples get wilder a mosh pit
Roll even bigger, is getting me riled
Tattoos, I'm a child, I'm a floss
I'm a real muthafucka, stop me out

'Cause I play hard, go hard, smoke bongs, this is the strong
Collaboration, me, and Ra'
Old engines, we gon' 'em, drop joints and perfect 'em
is the Jon Bon and Led Zeppelin

My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
Ton, son, carry it, ton, son, it

This is deadly dark dangerous, slanderous
Mosh pit bashing, watch 'em all bang to
Energy, energy, energy,
Buzz Lightyear, boy, from here to

Two guns on my side like
You of that weak bullshit, here's the remedy
Daniel Tennessee, mixed with the Hennessy
Turn a Chuck D, boy, Public Enemy

Or Flavor Flav, Johnny Depp, Wild
Emily Dickerson with the similes
Metaphor whore, I puzzle like the
You strip like the more, I'll be the sycamore

My uzi a ton, son, carry it
bunny on the run, catching Marriott
Sword in my hand, watch me and parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man it?

My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
Ton, son, it, ton, son, carry it

My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
My uzi a ton, son, carry it
My uzi weigh a ton, son, it
Ton, son, it, ton, son, carry it