Luyện nghe bài hát Classic Verses (drop It Heavy And Fantastic 4)

Yo, my squad is honored Elijah Muhammad
But I'm God-retarded, ain't no in this heart of violence
as diamond but I'm in the ruff, listen up
If you see me with the Feds you can bet it's in the cuffs

no snitch in us, bitch in us
Unofficialness, everything we outside you you was
Official thugs in the drug
connections, drug addictions

Still seein' the judge for drug
The four-D's, all these is reas'
To either get big or leave and let
We the best there is T.S., ain't else

We probably Dove 'cause we all way on top of the
I'm lockin' wealth with the master keys, freeze
Don't try to breeze or I'ma
And blast the back of knees

Just pass the cheese, please don't the toaster
My tech'll ya body faster than Ferrari's Testarossa
You're gettin' to death
Reaper's got a on your breath

You goin' straight to hell as you sell soul for your flesh
You was posin' a threat, now you in the bed
Minute ago, you was poppin' shit, ya dick
Now the problem, you ain't nuttin'

Like you said on album
I you was wildin', bustin'
Your and runnin' the island
You violent, you was silent

Tryin' to get college
How pathetic, did it to get out of the
I'm Dianetics combined lyrics
My matureness is my

Kill my appearance, I'm a spirit
You gotta it 'cause every last gem is poison
You gotta it, you can't win you better join 'em
I'm head-annointin' niggas like the Holy

I'm the only vato to smoke you with fire-blowin' nostrils
Watch for the toast, when you see it, you better yours
Warlords, callin' The Giant, it's all

Fuck all y'all non-believers; I with God
The and T.S., out with the B.S., we platinum
They even Jesus, niggas is 85%, I'm 400 solid
with knowledge, cock-diesel scholars

Holdin' it down, walkin' around with gold by the
Frozen and drowned diamond boulders all in the crown
Talk of the town, soakin' you down wit toast you drown
Ghost you and pound your corpse with a force open the ground

Save the jokes for the clowns, I'm on the tip
You keep and I get furious quick
And now I take you for a through the ghetto
Either spark your metal or get in chalk by the devil

I rep the borough that this rap shit, I used to clap shit
Now I just lay back and on some mack shit
I used to have to a mac in back of the Acura
Now I relax and platinum plaques in my shack

It's like that, but don't think I counter act
My niggaz is strapped and to lay a bitch on his back
I'm swift with the mac, than Kung Fu
With the reflexes of a cat, and the of a mongoose