Luyện nghe bài hát Def Wish

Yeah, the MC Eiht's in the
House, you know I'm sayin'?
The maniac, here to break your ass
Something off real proper, you know I'm sayin', damn

Suckers, I go for broke so choke on the smoke
if I hit the chronic, Eiht starts the rap bionic
So enough with that punk shit, with fucked up lyrics
You can't shoot the like it should be shot
Gots no hearts, punk ass marks, start, you'll get got
And at the end of the is what's left
Is a sucker who done simped to death

So if ya got static, go and gather up your
You'll be a short ass trying to harm me
I bet you sorry MC's seen this
A punk hung up by his penis
So out for a sucker on the gank
'Cause while Compton's lynchin', I'm money to the bank
And it's the MC on your shit list
Commence to killin' you off, you your def wish

I'll you famous, now when I go for my gun
You start shooting, you are dead

two, it's the brother who be taxin'
Runnin' over punks like my brother Bo
As your card's on freeze your chicken
It's the Eiht double M and keep stickin'
All that pay back shit is in
'Cause I'm the type a brother who'll blast your ass,
So if your bitin' my lyrics, then you'll pay
As you to say 'em, you'll get tooth decay

So give up to the psycho
Bitin' me Quik will mean you get the duck quick
Not a funny man, but still I gives
Lyrics are deadly plagues, the toll rises
So now your shit outta luck with your rhyme
And now I hunt punk ass in your bad dreams
Another victory on my list, one more punk ass fool a def wish

right on time
I'll make you famous, now I go for my gun
You start [Incomprehensible], then you are dead

Now say your prayers, because it's to get with this
I'll haunt your studio, become ghost lyricist
No mistakes I make, so fake
You's as sorry as fuck, so your ass out a cake
Don't try to bargain with the maniac
On the stage I'm in a rage a gangsta show

The E, the capital I, the capital H, the capital T, down MC
Mike T is the down with me
Suckers got static, goes the G-A-T
So take a up and play for the rhythm
From boy and this is what I give 'em
A blast from the gat just for talkin' junk
Feel like handlin' the might smoke the punk

I run the nine one, fool, so get hip to my
And don't be no hero in the western days
At sundown, you'll press your and try to shoot me
your davey Crocket, I'll grab my gangsta Uzi
And after all that, you'll be R.I.P.
If you fuck with me, fool, there's def wish

Yeah, you know I'm sayin'?
MC steppin' to the motherfuckin' 91
My DJ T's in the motherfuckin' house
Down with the DJ Bolo, and Unknown,

Right on time, I'll make you famous, then you are