Luyện nghe bài hát Charms Alarm

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What we have here is a very serious delicate
Lots of people out here always ridin the hmmph
But this out
I your style I like your stride
and I like motivation
But the Late Show we ain't for that shit
So my man right here he wrote a little song it
Why don't you it

Ring the alarm comes the Com
me Mr. Hollywood -- check it out!
Ring the, alarm, comes, the Com
Call me Mr.
On the Goodship,
POP the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Good Fellow, Is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so stare
Because I Rock-well I feel like
I always feel like, Somebody's Me
ooh, Somebody's Me
It's gotta be that, that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
you my urinal tract"
I go pee-pee, yo you don't know 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 please just aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm comin from the
where the reign; if you can't stand it, don't go outside
it's hot I got the stuff to call your bluff and pull your card
and nowadays it's all these kids, that wanna be hard
You're FRAUDULENT, I can tell a 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 like but me have no eagle
Beat the beater with the juice, how far you go to
never gonna get it, woo-wooh-wooh-WOOH! * sings like En Vogue*
You wasn't from the +Jump+, so why you wanna Kris Kross?
You no buyin, insecure junkyard motherfucker
Get lost, cause youse a

..

We really lucky we got em, you can em
from a distance, now let's say FOR INSTANCE
you got a gettin ganked for his bank by some snake
wench -- is you is, or is you ain't
the
You gotta gotta be, be, to let the shit occur
Gettin pimped, by a hoe, ain't too proud to beg, for your dough
She get your money mo money mo money mo!
I couldn't go out like that if it was my day off of punishment
Just call me Kaopectate; in relationships, I'm runnin
So don't be 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, just to get nut off
NOT, no cops, just low-downs want a
If you down with the 'Van, Dyke, get off the Dick
I remember the time, the time, the time you tried
to play me like I was booty but now you're just a
me uhh, sweatin me uhh
Tellin me when I get big be forgettin me uhh
But you, forgot you, after, I rock you
It's Blo Pop time bitch, you better set your
to the Charms

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Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC the road?
To get to the side?!
Why'd the sucker MC sucker MC cross the
To get to the side, now check it out
I got the pep in my step, the slide in my
So I trip, when I let my backbone slip
Some shake it to the East, I'm shakin West, well shake 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 wack 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 hop when you ain't hip?
You rap, on a two-way street - and lost it
on a parkway, I ain't no names, yo Rico Suave
Fuckin goons fakin stab wounds, I to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., to be somethin that you ain't
No daps, are hoes, y'all go on stage
and take off all your then you -- strike a pose
You and I knows, that's how you sell your record
Because your shit is BUTT, you get NAKED
But you're wack, you're wack, showin body to me
I said you're wack, you're wack, showin your to me
You got no Soul man, and you need to get a
you, ain't, ah-really down..
.. with true hip-hop you