Luyện nghe bài hát Da Bump

Original rude bwoy on scene
ha ha ha!
Everybody light your blunts get smoke on

All you drop your drawers, witcha stinkin' ass (stinkin' ass)
Just roll weed (roll that weed) just roll that weed (roll that weed)

Ayo yes it's me the MC Grand
Spittin' Newcleus I suggest you Jams On It
I'm not a role I cracks the Beck's bottle
Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex
So inhale, exhale, what you
Derail the frail blind MC off my
If he use braille, see I never been
the street tactics then parlay in the cut
Uhahh, lay back and hit this I shit this
Flip this, get ass flow at long distance
And plus I pack inches in my britches
And keep an instant lit for the ass bitches
Newark, New on the map, comprende?
And start from the blunts and the Reme
And if any, MC out there want to
Call my boy Poppa see to put a slug in vest

Check, I walk around the street the black tec nine
By the waistline, the hype shit
So turn the up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump, your speakers pop

Check, I walk around the street the black tec nine
By the waistline, the hype shit
So turn the up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump, make your pop

Ow, shit I'm just one hip
Shit is off the hook when my crew is in the
What I deliver, over and rivers
Is making your collapse and quiver, it's the
PPP in your ass
We be the bomb like Oklahoma blast
outlast, a few clowns, sounds
Raps, stay bein' the mack Dru Down
Ask me I smoke and I say, "It's the method!"
Funk off the hook I shit disconnected!
What's the name of town rollin' up trees?
(Jersey up the bom ba zee!)
It don't stop, you better slowly
I make that wet and cozy
Then dip low-key like
Then inject antidote to make you OD
You a better flower get the dough G and show me
I bet you I make em pussy than Jonsy (meow*)
And show em How High I am from the nosebleed (How High)
I it Naughty By Nature
Kick that rugged shit that Maybelline make-up, lace up

(Yeah Doctor, represent one time for all the blunt smokers)
Smokin'
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, how we do)
Let me you go oh! (oh!)
lalala (smoke lalala)
Let me you go oh! (oh!)
Smoke (smoke lalala)

Doctor, got your ass locked down proper
Let me next derelicts, Binaca
I'ma Star at War, smoke blunts, Chewbacca
The banger boogie for the marijuana shoppers
Lace the with stacks of artifacts
Make the police me for givin' the cardiac
'Cause I'm the shitter, non-quitter
blunt a day nigga, Land-cruise whipper
I represent, to beat an instrument
next to get that ass bent ten percent
I make you boo pass off your jewels you 'cause
(I am so cool cool)
React opponent, I Got On It
Met hoochie, now I got fifty-five on it
two Coronas, I dominate my opponents
To the niggaz, keep on! (motherfucker)

Check, I walk around the street the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin' the shit
So turn the volume up a
And the ba-bump, ba-bump, make your speakers pop

Check, I walk around the street with the tec nine
By the waistline, kickin' the shit
So turn the volume up a
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump, make speakers pop