Luyện nghe bài hát Deadly Zone

[bounty
I saw these tryin to get around, tryin to let me down
And all dat, ha but I got an easier way to let dem
Wit guns of navarrone, I shall shoot dem like al capone
Take dem to the zones of bones, dat well
chanting and rhyming*

Yo dunn, they tried to knock me down, me under
Big soundin like thunder
Skated by the skin of my teeth, I had to put a man in his last week
Now why you come at me?
I'm the wrong nigga to approach like that,
Wrong nigga for threats, lone nigga wit long
And we can dance one of us drop
You points fallin wit good formation
I'm the wrong nigga for patience, one at dunn
The very last nigga you should ever blast gun
To the floor, actin like you to war
Now you fucked up, here come a real launcher
Flame thrower, wit a iron rod
That be the ruger, y'all niggas keep hard
But who the loser when you can't walk your hood at
And you can't come without fear
Am I in your often? while you be walkin?
Foot soldier catch you at the store's
Keep me on your mind and don't
Man the minute you slip wit those, your ass

*bounty rhymes and chants*

noyd]
M-o-b-b dunn, let's get it on
Wit bounty killer, yo it's like dunn
Aiyyo cock that shit, pop that
Squeeze off, let em know how real is
M-o-b-b, d-double-e-p wit killer
No other gun keep a round like this
>from q-u-double-e-n-s, my borough, till the day of my death
Whether in shit I been in, down the block
Sprayin shots wit the lindon,
We all been ac-tion, you know the last me blastin
The last man standin, pack shit long bare wake
Neither the jake nor the snakes gon' it
You know the mobb off rockets
Gun burners like lungies, dummies
Still pop but the shells, these ain't words from hell
are slugs, something you feel
A gun nigga for real nigga

Yo hear my gat blow, you spit out crack
The actual, that brand new six that you couldn't to whip
Empty the clip, make sure no get hit
While you bloodied up in the six
the frontline, dismantle gap and bounce
Then watch the twelve o'clock and hear them shout you out
Plug leak, rug right from under your feet
You runnin the streets, you don't no problems wit us
Everyday is fourth of july to us
Henny in my cup beside the gat you'll find in my
Interfere wit the and you will get touched
Let the liquor talk for you and you get touched
fledge, like ra let em know the ledge
While you slippin off edge, your shorty's givin me
em legs like guns when I'm cockin to spray
Poppin your way, sendin shit that's hot way

*bounty rhymes and chants*