Luyện nghe bài hát Carry It

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

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

I splash beyond
I tour you back to a cast, arrest your
Overthrow your whole settlement, this is beat
Burn the house, the one and Gretel went

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

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

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

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

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

All my get wilder than a mosh pit
even bigger, this is getting me riled
Tattoos, I'm a destiny child, I'm a
I'm a real muthafucka, stressing me out

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

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

is deadly dark dangerous, Wu-Tang slanderous
Mosh pit bashing, watch 'em all bang to
Energy, energy, energy,
Lightyear, boy, from here to infinity

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

Or Flav, Johnny Depp, Wild Tennessee
Poetical Emily 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
Chocolate bunny on the run, catching
Sword in my hand, watch me and parry it
The weight of the truth, can any man 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

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