Luyện nghe bài hát Clown Prince

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

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 been since
Back in the days... I'm the prince!

your 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
Back in the days when I was a

First up, on the tones,
of the projects,
Suffa MC came to take you
I drip lyrics like spits, spit lyrics like
In the arms I'll lick ya spirit with my web, web
'Cause what I'm all shed
On the tip
Na, I ain't ya kid
We ya, something to jock,
but it wasn't no thing, Bobby,
gave Whitney a rock but it no ring (Drinks Party)
And I'm a keep at 'em, crossing my as Eve
Says, keep at 'em, I'm going on Louise
And I'm a havoc
Little man a big pen
I got dirty like a nun in a pig pen
Like drinking, smoking, cursing,
Titties the city 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!
Like ya bangin' in the of ya car
We it out!
Hilltop we been 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!
Hilltop we been down
Back in the days I was a teenager

Next up, I get loose and they fail
Open the lot, the naked truth and the is for sale
So I leave ya
Ya fucking with my I don't see though
MC
My nuts don't the size of my ego
I seize an opportunity, cause they linger
That glass ain't half empty it's full
That's why I'm a table
Think your on level?
Only think bro, betcha at my shows dressed in several of your wife's clothes
An arrogant
Damage and suckas fleet, huh,
If I married ya mother ya still wouldn't be of me
You run from me
Fuck battaling, ain't sweet,
'Cause I won't ya to the punch I'll punch ya to the beat
Don't get offended by the rubbish that we pump in the
My foots always in my mouth they just stomach defeat
I'm a master these until it's 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
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!
Hilltop we been down
Back in the days when I was a

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

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

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

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

It's 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... I'm the prince!

It's round!
If ya at the back 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