Luyện nghe bài hát Da Rockwilder

Oh my god...Oh my god !!!! ah ah ah aowww!!!

[Verse One: Method

Microphone checka, swingin lecture
closin down the sectar supreme neck
Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha pot
to blow his lid from the pressure, too hot for TV
but cheesy, Too many wanna be be easy, is all in together
going all not together it take much to please me
Still homes are satisfy like the stones
we condome bitin in the sellin crossbones
protectin what am writin don't clash the Titan
who blast with a liscence to rap presitence
C'mon, in the zone with ya nigga from the Group
TICAL!!(Fuck lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put your lights out
got the shit the got you fienin with your pipes out
time for some action, surfin the
mad at you, I used to battle crews
back Antoinette had that attitude
Cover me I'm going in, closin in
got us off these pistols
my got issues...again, same song
armed with the bomb
Blow you out the and I'm gone.

[Verse Two:

I was going to Buck-we-romes, cellular
Doc-Meth back in the flesh, blood and
don't Spent bank loans and homegrown
break like Turbo
in no zone, when I, the broom
platoon hawk my goons spark
leave you in a blue lagoon (true)
three nines and a glove masu di die in the car
right behind on the
Haters touch, weigh us both up
now my neighbor up
got the cable hooked up. All
my shirt all Mammal
you off keys and we ship Grand Pianos.
sawed off
hand on the pump, sippin on a
smokin on a
my gun and Red and Meth gettin jumped
La la la la, la la la

yeah c'mon, Red and Meth gettin
La la la la, la la la