Luyện nghe bài hát Clown Prince

Oi P your round
Na it's your
Oi it's your round man I got the last fucking round!
Hey you still owe me anyway bro! You get the round!
Fuck! It's your dude.

your round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
Like ya in the back of ya car
We it out!
we been down since
Back in the days... I'm the prince!

It's round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
Like ya in the back of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we been since
Back in the when I was a teenager

First up, on the tones,
of the projects,
MC came to take you home
I drip lyrics like spits, spit like drips
In the I'll lick ya spirit with my miracle web, web
'Cause what I'm hearing's all
On the tip
Na, I ain't ya kid
We gave ya, to jock,
but it wasn't no thing, Bobby,
Whitney a rock but it wasn't no ring (Drinks Party)
And I'm a keep at 'em, crossing my as Eve
Says, keep at 'em, I'm going down on
And I'm a havoc
Little man a big pen
I got habits like a nun in a pig pen
Like drinking, smoking, cursing,
Titties representing the I grew up in
We lay the so you got a way in
It's Hilltop, the three at the holiday inn.

It's round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
ya bangin' in the back of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we been since
Back in the days... I'm the prince!

It's round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
ya bangin' in the back of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we been since
Back in the days when I was a

Next up, when I get and they fail
the lot, the naked truth and the truth is for sale
So when I ya
Ya fucking with my pride I see though
MC
My nuts match the size of my ego
I seize an opportunity, cause they don't
That glass half empty it's half full
That's why I'm a drinker
Think your on Pressure's
Only think type bro, betcha at my shows dressed in of your wife's clothes
An arrogant
Damage and master fleet, huh,
If I married ya ya still wouldn't be half of me
You should run me
Fuck battaling, nothing sweet,
'Cause I won't beat ya to the punch punch ya to the beat
Don't get by the rubbish that we pump in the street
My always in my mouth they just can't stomach defeat
I'm a these until it's hard to breath
It's Hilltop we the to come, last to leave.

It's round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
ya bangin' in the back of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we been down
Back in the days... I'm the prince!

your round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
Like ya bangin' in the of ya car
We it out!
we been down since
Back in the days when I was a

Man I'm smooth like, Marlon Brando at
At my peak like, Marlon at fifty
And I'm fat like, Marlon Brando at
Fuck it, no one sick can better me (no one man)

And half the half my crew could drink the bar,
and these cats and half of what they think they are
We independent, a sign on the
The day me giving you the finger as a of the times

Man the rhymes are to try this is but why this is
I had to try to find this is man,
I just and mind my business,
and I'm thinkin' lines of rhymes of stitches,
of the mind of the lines thats for my... Ay! What the fuck!

At ten when the kill
They stab ya neck with the until you've bled and my quill
This ill, thinkin' you can better my skill
Ya need medicine chill, with vendetta's for real.

It's round!
If ya at the back of the bar
So bounce!
ya bangin' in the back of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we down since
in the days... I'm the clown prince!

It's round!
If ya hangin' at the of the bar
So bounce!
Like ya in the back of ya car
We it out!
we been down since
Back in the when I was a teenager