Luyện nghe bài hát Charms Alarm

A hem
What we here is a very serious delicate situation
Lots of out here always ridin the dick hmmph
But check out
I like your style I like your
and I your motivation
But the Late we ain't standin for that shit
So my man here he wrote a little song about it
Why you sing it

Ring the alarm here the Com
Call me Mr. Hollywood -- it out!
Ring the, alarm, comes, the Com
Call me Mr.
On the Goodship,
POP goes the lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Good Fellow, he-LLO? Is there?
I'm not a step, so stare
Because I Rock-well I always like
I feel like, Somebody's Watchin Me
ooh, Somebody's Me
It's gotta be that, that that that nigga sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
you block my tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you don't me
You're just a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin and you're
It's my pony and you cannot get a ride
So when you see me homey, just just step aside
aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the Southside
where the ruffnecks if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call bluff and pull your card
and it's all these dick kids, that wanna be hard
You're FRAUDULENT, I can a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got
And out is how I'm lookin, I'm out for my people
I'm fly like I'm fly but me don't have no eagle
Beat the with the juice, how far would you go to
You're never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-WOOH! * sings like En
You wasn't down from the +Jump+, so why you Kris Kross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard
Get lost, youse a sucker

..

We lucky we got em, you can spot em
a distance, now let's just say FOR INSTANCE
you got a crank ganked for his bank by some snake
wench -- is you is, or is you ain't
the
You gotta gotta be, gotta be, to let the shit
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, that too proud to beg, for your dough
She get money mo money mo money money mo!
I go out like that if it was my first day off of punishment
Just call me Kaopectate; in relationships, I'm runnin
So be comin to me with that, "We can go out, you pay"
Cancel that bitch, the, Unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and skins is cut off
Ridin on my shit, to get they nut off
NOT, no cops, just low-downs want a
If you ain't with the 'Van, Dyke, get off the Dick
I remember the time, the time, the time you tried
to play me like I was but now you're just a groupie
Sweatin me uhh, me uhh
Tellin me I get big don't be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, you, after, I rock you
It's Blo Pop time bitch, you set your clock
to the Charms

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Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC cross the
To get to the side?!
Why'd the MC sucker MC cross the road?
To get to the other side, now it out
I got the pep in my step, the in my glide
So I won't trip, when I let my slip
Some shake it to the East, I'm shakin West, well I'ma your mid
And get you suckaz, just give me one side, and one rib
I the mouths HEY, I barbeque the mouths
Cause mom always said - don't play in the house!
So take that garbage to the
And I was like, "Everybody wanna rap hard"
you wasn't hardcore, so Sonic why ya flipped?
How you gonna hop you ain't hip?
You found rap, on a two-way - and lost it
on a parkway, I ain't no names, yo Rico Suave
Fuckin goons fakin stab wounds, I need to shank the
Elvis Presley Jr., to be somethin that you ain't
No daps, are hoes, y'all go on stage
and take off all your clothes; then you -- a pose
You knows and I knows, that's how you your record
your shit is BUTT, you gotta get NAKED
But you're wack, you're wack, your body to me
I said you're wack, you're wack, your body to me
You got no man, and you need to get a Pound
you, ain't, ah-really down..
.. true hip-hop you SUCKERS