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

Yo, my is honored like Elijah Muhammad
But I'm God-retarded, ain't no righteousness in this of violence
Hard as diamond but I'm in the ruff, 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
Drug connections, drug

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

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

pass the cheese, please don't test the toaster
My tech'll roast ya body faster than Testarossa
You're gettin' closer to
Reaper's got a hold on breath

You goin' straight to hell as you sell your soul for your
You was posin' a threat, now you in the bed
ago, you was poppin' shit, holdin' ya dick
Now what's the problem, you nuttin'

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

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

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

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

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

Holdin' it down, walkin' around with by the pound
Frozen and with 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 that'll open the ground

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

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

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