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 neck protector
Bet I won em kid Mr. warmin pot
about to blow his lid the pressure, too hot for TV
but cheesy, Too many wanna be hard be easy, is all in
going all not it don't take much to please me
Still homes are never satisfy like the
we don't condome bitin in the crossbones
protectin what am writin don't with the Titan
who blast with a liscence to rap presitence
C'mon, in the zone ya nigga from the Group Home
TICAL!!(Fuck your lifestyle!!) (Blew wind)...put your out
got the shit the crackin got you fienin with pipes out
for some action, surfin the avenue
mad at you, where I to battle crews
back when Antoinette had that
Cover me I'm in, walls closin in
got us bustin off pistols
my niggas got issues...again, same
with the mega 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
condone Spent bank loans and homegrown
suckers like Turbo
in no zone, when I, grab the
moon-walk platoon hawk my goons
you in a blue lagoon lost (true)
three nines and a glove masu di die in the car
right behind on the
Haters touch, weigh us both up
now my doped up
got the cable hooked up. All
lift my all Mammal
you ship off and we ship Grand Pianos.
off shotgun
hand on the pump, on a forty
on a blunt
bust my gun and Red and gettin jumped
La la la la, la la la

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