Luyện nghe bài hát Check It Ooout

When time for me to recline
I listen to and beats in the waves of the spine,
to the
relievin' & anguish
the stangest make me sway and make my day brighta
the hip hop envia.
write a little soona
check the soles on my
my is miserable
cause in my mind I'm sayin' here's a fool I like
I won't his ass in the face
I'm blastin' the in my headphones
a fool have to get his head flown
why waste time rhymes?
I get straight to the
like I HATE when funk's in the
the hip hop is
in to spray men
don't me
or you won't be to see
when I ya eyes out
I doubt
on your
like I won't stab you in heart
my is drastic
serious,
my is,
"Phuck with me & get ass kicked."
And that's the key to me
and if they cool the foot is what you'll be brandin', B
yeah...

"Check It ooooout!" (Repeat)
I love to a rhyme
first of all I'm seein' if my man can the time
if he go off beat, and on purpose
he gotta come back on the
or the effort is
I like ot hear a flow
but if it's to another, he a fool for it
ya build,
upon
and all that that most popular rapper shit can get killed
I like a who is quick witted
cause it make me feel like I do, when I come from where my splitted
and I it, it's a joy
when I hear a avoid the wack and make 'em paranoid
I niggas who talk shit
that's my department
I got somethin' for anyone who shit
I'm relentless
with a
a sentence, after I beat you senseless
I like niggas when add rhymes, mad rhymes
then I at niggas who fell off and had rhymes
just some descriptions of what I like to to
with my Bruce Banner point of view... ('Pe-urnnnn')

Now I'm to clown a bitch
she my eyebrows twitch
cause she's
yeah, real
she makes some
for puttin' other niggas
you nuthin' but a
you can't
and not bright
you to notice the dopeness
you have no insight
you to quit
you ain't
you to get a lesson, in hip hop detection
and you're next in my list to
it's a not fiction
bitch, stop ya
you articles
I'ma rip ya skull
ya dull
not
I'ma put ya in orbit
I'm morbid
thinkin' a new ways to ya
and yo,
I ya
ya too
and got a bit a pull
just it fool
we get rid of you
a rolling gathers no moss
and now who will pay the
and afterwards get
hit the dirt, you get hurt
I eat stupid bitches like you and a rhyme for
I bet you never get no
you make me so
so my is loaded...