Luyện nghe bài hát Charms Alarm

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

Ring the here comes the Com
Call me Mr. -- check it out!
the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Call me Mr.
On the Goodship,
POP goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the
Fellow, he-LLO? Is anybody there?
I'm not a step, so don't
Because I I always feel like
I always feel like, Somebody's Me
ooh, Somebody's Me
It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my
I say say say, "Black get off the 'zack,
you my urinal tract"
I gotta go pee-pee, yo you know me
just a New Kid on My Jock, tip-seekin and you're phony
It's my little pony and you get a ride
So when you see me homey, please just step aside
Step aside, not talkin wlidside, I'm from the Southside
where the ruffnecks reign; if you can't it, don't go outside
Cause it's hot I got the to call your bluff and pull your card
and nowadays it's all these dick kids, 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 I'm fly like 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 En Vogue*
You wasn't down the +Jump+, so why you wanna Kris Kross?
You no business buyin, insecure junkyard
Get lost, cause youse a

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We really lucky we got em, you can em
a distance, now let's just say FOR INSTANCE
you got a crank gettin ganked for his bank by 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 ain't too proud to beg, for dough
She get your money mo money mo money mo!
I couldn't go out like if it was my first 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"
that bitch, it's the, Unamerican way
This is the circumcision, and is gettin cut off
Ridin on my shit, just to get nut off
NOT, no cops, low-downs want a lick
If you ain't down with the 'Van, Dyke, get off the
Cause I remember the time, the time, the you tried
to play me like I was booty but now just a groupie
me uhh, sweatin me uhh
Tellin me I get big don't be forgettin me uhh
But forget you, forgot you, after, I you
It's Blo Pop time bitch, you better set clock
to the Alarm

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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 in my glide
So I won't trip, I let my backbone slip
Some shake it to the East, I'm shakin West, well I'ma your mid
And I'ma get you suckaz, just me one side, and one rib
I barbeque the mouths HEY, I the mouths
Cause mom always - don't play 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 gonna hop when you hip?
You rap, on a two-way street - and lost it
on a parkway, I sayin no names, yo Rico Suave
Fuckin goons fakin wounds, I need to shank the crank
Elvis Presley Jr., to be somethin that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, go on stage
and off all your clothes; then you -- strike a pose
You and I knows, that's how you sell your record
Because your is BUTT, you gotta get NAKED
But you're wack, you're wack, showin body to me
I said you're wack, wack, showin your body to me
You got no Soul man, and you need to get a
Cause you, ain't, down..
.. true hip-hop you SUCKERS