Luyện nghe bài hát Come Widdit

We went all the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the first batter up Ahmad -- well come widdit
All the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the first up Ahmad -- well then come widdit

One: Ahmad

Well the niggerole that caught Foot Lock
cause the vibe keeps voxed in funk, makes you to the side
Gave it all I had, just to what I got
Niggaz tryin to be bad, and mad 'cause they not
Gonna defeat the rapper who got three ways to a
Quarterback I wack MC's with ease
These nuts what you get and a lip
What you when you come at me with buster shit
All that given driven so I musta hit
a Jag, chillin on the Shore just to dip
Get it right, cause I get it, in and night out
I'm butter, covering up wack MC's White Out
Don't doubt it they dissed me OK rap is overrated
Who hate it that a from the West blew up and made it
And I'd braid it if I had it but for now I it balded
Niggaz tryin to touch to me better stop before they get
I'm hot, like a skillet and grits, you to bits
When I look over the room, and lower the boom, and
Think they can defeat the man that can't be beat
I do the breaststroke while you drown in three feet
Beep like robots on Buck Rodgers plus I bust
25th rhymes so you decline
To battle anytime had since I was nine
lines the only weapon that I cock, I never drop
I stop clones 'cause never condoned
From the Westside 4th Avenue Jones

We all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the second batter Ras Kass -- well then widdit
All the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the second... nah it

Verse Ras Kass

My foramen magnum got 357
to bust a suckaz melon Gallagher (pow)
Body chemistry consists of Hennessey, melanin
with an adamantium skeleton like
child, my pumps kerosene
Son I spit butane, any bastard you name till I die
And even when I'm maggots, still be fly
Perpetrator, not the one
name's not Anfernee Hardaway
I'm like a wolf blood dripping down the fangs
My techniques foul enough to the flagrant technical
I be comin off the head rougher ribbed tip recepticles
Expect the exceptional syllables to be the next man's cord
Catch distortion, ras cancels kids like
niggaz to hip hop hell, ock
Eternal damnation writers block
I rock over the results of Reeboks and
stand ill, a live band just my mouth and hand
And man wasn't prehensile
I'd still find ways to grip mikes, hold my tip when I
and off pubic lice
Cause see, I always nice but first brothers slept
Now I've come back twice like to resurrect the West

We went all the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the batter up, Saafir -- well then come widdit
All the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I'm the third batter Saafir -- then come widdit

Verse Three: the Saucee Nomad

Some spit it, but my is liver
spit stenches been intricated, flow braggarts
Act thyroid thermia hypodermic
How I earn it squeezing juices,
percent concentrated on easing around the necks
of tricks, won't get this
Thick hottie body
I'm the un-priggish well cat led bredded-well ill my
will is ho gung for the
Can spell with the same Addams Family apple grapple hook
Crooked, I fly crooked
For the crew, Hobo Junction, in a few I'll
father soldier and when they're I'll teach them off
Killings of confidence and to be omnipotent with
for gladiation I'm done
With training of explaining as the in plan B
Attack me to hit the yak
I'm here, on
The Nomadic, addict,

We all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
then come widdit
All the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
Well then come