Luyện nghe bài hát Come Widdit

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

One: Ahmad

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

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

Verse Ras Kass

My magnum got 357 calibers
to a suckaz melon like Gallagher (pow)
chemistry consists of Hennessey, toxic melanin
with an adamantium like Wolverine
child, my heart pumps
Son I spit butane, burn any bastard you name I die
And when I'm maggots, I'ma still be fly
Perpetrator, not the one
name's not Anfernee Hardaway
I'm like a wolf with dripping down the fangs
My foul enough to shoot the flagrant technical
I be off the head rougher then ribbed tip recepticles
Expect the exceptional syllables to be the man's umbilical cord
Catch distortion, ras cancels kids abortions
niggaz to hip hop hell, ock
Eternal damnation through block
I over the results of Reeboks and sands
stand ill, forget a live just my mouth and hand
And man wasn't prehensile
I'd still find ways to grip mikes, hold my tip I piss
and off pubic lice
Cause see, I always been nice but first slept
Now I've come back twice like Christ to the West

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

Verse Saafir 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,
concentrated on easing nooses around the necks
of tricks, probably won't get
hottie body carberuator
I'm the un-priggish cat led bredded-well ill verse my
will is ho gung for the
Can hearse with the same Addams Family apple grapple hook
Crooked, flier I fly
For the crew, Hobo Junction, in a few plan
father soldier and when they're older I'll teach off
of confidence and to be omnipotent with content
Accomplishment for I'm done
With training of explaining as the crates in 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
Well come widdit
All the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
then come widdit