Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Grounds

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
All them real live motherfuckin' step up front right now
It's goin'
One love to Long Island Hempstead in my baby
Shaolin
Come on, on, ha

Dangerous
Tre seven spin around for my bredren the cloud come down
War and peace, I take it to the
shark on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief

And curse his first born, is thing on?
Send 'em to the of the corn, we the people
See, niggaz the eye of the demon
My lethal injection, destroyin'
Hot Nikkel, private eye one
at your brain tissue, do or die
Said the spider to the fly, "Could one be tasty?"

Like momma pie goodness, Johnny Blaze me
On the job like Tracy
Hit the for that ill shit like Ben Casey, M.D.
Symbolic like God he shocked it
Like a finger in a light socket, too good to be
In the apple
I kick on your sand castle
Check the all natural

Beat your
Hot son

Before you get the main
a appetizer

Submerged in the
Heavy headed verbal smack you
Mentally disturb you, you
Thirty six chamb' once again at you
gun got the body snatch you observe
Wise words you can only see the third
I fall way the norm on the verb
Shine on nourishment, you can dine on
Track at me get yo arrow god

Victory is hard, regardless to or what
They all movin' Allah
Runnin' through your house and your block party, with rap
And hot rock the body body, St.
Couldn't save entourage, rap lobotomy
Leave ya mentally scarred, and possibly
Dumb and blind is it
I kick the spine out the backs
Fuckin' with mine it movin'

Now everybody just your hands in the
What the fuck,
Peace, who

Mind detect mind, I P.L.O. your line
Deep Nine
Designed for who bust guns and throw signs
Let's converse snatch the tap your purse
Body-surf on the verse head
Peep defeat, bitch Street beat you down with the
And you spazzed out spittin' out teeth nuttin' peace
Big boys don't destroy zone pop steroid

50 men convoy, expensive the big toy
Rumble through the wasteland hand's on the silencer
40 caliber city Staten Islander
Synchronized combine thoughts that motivate
Don't pass the blunt let it circulate
Street politicians on a suicide
Crime vision finger itchin' from a view position

Dangerous
Tre' pound seven spin around for my bredren the comes down

your eyes open
Love potion nine poetry in motion
me the seventh sign
Scopin', connivin', infiltrate is of mine
Play 'em nonchalantly, expose the nine
Push and get shoved' what the Gods' thinkin' of
in the club wit that screwface, actin' up
Is we men or mice, bad moon we wild for the night
Kill a nigga twice 'cuz o
That's what happened when frontin' on the borough

Island of Staten we in here no
Assault wit
To kill your regiment it's real
Startin' wit yo president, my dart gun
Tear apart son you don't want it don't start none
Blaze one Jonathon, part man part fly
my B I camouflage like G.I.
Fat like Joe, a day in the
Your or your life that's the life
Everybody can't ice in the struggle
Tryin' to eat right another day another hustle hustle

Dangerous
Tre' pound seven spin around for my the clouds come down
War and peace, I it to the street
Land shark on my chop the thumbs off a thief