Luyện nghe bài hát Dip Dip Di

Ha, ha, ha, Def in the house
One more time, hostile up
Keith Murray representin' [Incomprehensible],

Keith Murray busy most beautifully
Got Hostile E.D. in 93
Yo, it's a small, small world out there, so prepare and
I'm coming out rougher this, yeah, ah, yeah

Now you know I don't
With a hard rock, funk style, that's pretty much out there, up
the wickedest episodes on the globe
With my patterns are murderous unfold

My is out of your imagination
We Slam like Onyx on your station
I'm internationally from the east to the west coast
I like hot butter on my toast

Why the bass of the base of my face
you know what kind of bitch you are in the first place
I bust rap caps miraculously
Come across me for a little for everybody
You're all in the mustard and ketchup
I wreck up like a up, so go get a check up

I dip dip di face in the place
I dip dip di in face
And brings the drama Jason
I dip dip di your face in the
I dip dip di in your
And brings the drama Jason

The one and philly blunt king Murray
Keith chief of the phontom leaf
I takes it to the streets over raggady ruff
And I beef into minks meat

Now who wanna test? Compound or
Yes, I'll hurt that chest, just like a vest the less
I still writes like a mad
In the heart of the funk of this who is

your brain you can't maintain
Please, Keith come back, kiss away the
bloody murder you never heard of
Click like the Def comin' more ubsurder

I cert a, for the way I a and murder, yeah
Tracks way the hard hit of cracks
Way before the Gotti and the Angles backs
Yeah, I drama like Jason

I dip dip di your in the place
I dip dip di in face
And brings the drama like
I dip dip di your in the place
I dip dip di in face
And brings the drama like

And we be blowin' up the spot nitroglycerin
For those who be listenin', I be like Pirellies on Michellins
Simpleton, I gets retarded Bart Simpson
Vicious and superstitious, hit you snitchy stitches

There will be repentance when I my sentence
I bite with a vengeance, you can in every fuckin' sentence
That I'm finestly cruel with ink in my think
the current with my memory bank

Point blank, I'm number one, yes, my son
So eat a up and hiccup