Luyện nghe bài hát Da Fundamentalz

I mc's like time
Who wanna know the incredible nine
mc's at degrees of five-hundred farenheit
Drop em to celsius, lord help me it's insane
Pop tops on 40 o-z's
cheese, while you sweat me for the proceeds
I survived cause I
Then I cock my fist and punch out ya insides
left, cause nine got rights
I tecs like spandex mad tight (right right)
One on one, don't you make me buck you my gun, baby
I'm tired of playing all these
It seems like i-yah can't get out anymore
My name is and your name is mud
When I come down, i-yah haffa down raw
Just say, ohh, ohh, listen to the nine my is fat
say, no, no, sucker mc's know they rhymes are wack
Just say, oh take best shot, lemme see whatcha got
Ain't got a lot, run from red dot, spot cop
Oh lord, I got the drop, the blood claat
Non-stop, pop pop pop pop the gat
fat, still black
I rap, and yo' ass is still wack
Who's that nigga with the
It's the one and only and I'm doin ya
Weeded daily, always pack a half g
Put springs in your and still can't outbounce me
(check one check two tree)
Check as many as you want, but come check me,

nine (repeat 2x)

Oh God I got da
Nine'll the mic and rip up a instrumental
Oh God I got da
grab the mic and rip up a instrumental

Rock, the body body, the body body
Nine wants a hottie that treats me I'm daddy daddy
The format I use, on blue suede shoes
I brews then mic check one two
I shake and the world, rearrange
Like the jheri curl, drink til I earl
up* excuse me, where was i? stay fly
Never ran, will, do or die
thai got me lifted
No mistake, hit like a earthquake, son I'm
N-i-n-e, came up in
I rock mics, down with street and chalice pipes
Niggaz my steelo I'm 40 below
Deep flow, act like you know
Infrared beams, jeans, mic screens
Caffeine and nicotine makes me fiend I'm like joe greene
Down a team, on point like the damn laser beam
It no fuckin dream
I pull styles out my ass doodoo (shit)
Nine makes quick quick flick the bic to the izz
Light, pull smoke, it in your area
With jaws, a pitbull terrier
I instrumentals with fundamentalz
Off the head, no pen, no paper, no
the device I'm nice, if the price is right
I tear the up all night
Bomb diddy bomb ba dang a
I got slang like wu-tang not many can

For those who are
This is another fed warning
To all wack, sucker ass, punk ass
And all you niggaz who was sleeping
Now's wake-up call, punk..

Bob lewis, nine, tony stoute, al
The crew, is in
You stop this
Protect fuckin neck