Luyện nghe bài hát Come Clean

You wanna front, what, up and get bucked
If you're feeling lucky duck then your luck
I snatch fake gangster MCs and 'em faggot flambé
Your nine spray, my spray
Malignant that'll leave comp defunkt
The your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You come to the jungles of the East popping that yang
You survive get live catching wreck is our thing
I don't gang bang or shoot out bang
The relentless lyrics the only dope I
I'm a master you can check my credentials
Cause I choose to use my potential
Got a freaky, freaky, freaky flow
the mic like Fidel Castro locked Cuba
So deep that you can't scuba
My jive's origin is like the Jubas
I've accumulated all across the map
Cause I'd rather bust a nut bust a cap
In your in fact my rap snaps your sacroilliac
I'm the mack so I don't to tote a Mac
My attack is mental and its nature's not hate
It's meant to wake ya up out of brainwashed state
nonsense, for if you persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you up on this
I flip, dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the that I've ripped
Peep the Dirty Rotten scamp as his weapons spit

Oh-oh! up cause we're dropping some shit!

Real, rough and rugged, shine like a nugget
Every time I pick up the I drug it
Unplug it on with the gangster babble
Leave your nines at and bring your skills to the battle
You're on and on and ain't saying nothing
That's why you got snuffed when you bumped heads Dirty Rotten
Have you forgotten, tap your jaw
I kick like kung fu flicks by Run Run Shaw
Made frauds every time I g'd
Cause I've my drunken style like Sam Seed
Pseudo psychos, I play Michael Jackson
When I'm busting ass and backs
the putrified aroma
Breathe too deep and you'll wind up
Toast the king I'm like a fifth of vodka
And bring your clique cause I'm a rock knocker
I gotcha out on a limb about to push you off the
Let you draw your but your burner shot blanks
When the East is in the you should come equipped

Oh-oh! Heads up cause we're some shit!

Fly a jet, sting like a hornet
get live and set it off if you want it
Dirty Rotten Scoundrels is fools no joke
With styles more fatal than second hand
Don't provoke the wrath of rhyme inventor
Cause I blow up spots the World Trade Center
Come with the super trooper on his mission
The tek's technique cause he's a
Wishing he'll go away help the weapons stop
The are shot cause any idiot can let off a Glock
Hard rock smelling the clutch of the sun
You claim you got on the streets, so what ya
Gonna do real niggas roll up on you
And you don't got your
Pull your Glock but you don't got the
You was straight from the start
Bought a tool and learn how to use it
Got lost in so you had to lose it
Just for you got that ass whipped

Oh-oh! up cause we're dropping some shit!