Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Grounds

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
All them real live motherfuckin' niggaz step up right now
goin' down
One love to Long Island Hempstead in my heart
Shaolin
on, come on, ha

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

And curse his first born, is this on?
Send 'em to the of the corn, we the people
See, through the eye of the demon
My lethal injection, evil
Hot Nikkel, eye one pistol
Aimin' at your tissue, do or die
Said the to the fly, "Could this one be tasty?"

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

Beat feet
Hot son

Before you get the course
Taste a

Submerged in the
Heavy verbal that smack you
disturb you, attack you
Thirty six chamb' once comin' at you
Young gun got the body snatch you
Wise words you can only see through the
I fall way beyond the 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 targets Allah
Runnin' through your house and your party, with rap shotty
And hot the body body, St. Bernards
Couldn't save your entourage, rap
Leave ya mentally scarred, and possibly
Dumb and blind is it
I kick the out the battery backs
Fuckin' mine keep it movin'

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

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

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

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

Keep your open
Love potion nine poetry in motion
Knowledge me the seventh
Scopin', connivin', is most of mine
Play 'em nonchalantly, calmly the nine
and get shoved' what the fuck Gods' thinkin' of
Comin' in the wit that screwface, actin' up
Is we men or mice, bad moon we wild for the night
Kill a skitzofrenic twice 'cuz o
That's what happened frontin' on the Shaol' borough

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

ground
Tre' pound spin around for my bredren the clouds come down
War and peace, I take it to the
Land on my lawn chop the thumbs off a thief