Luyện nghe bài hát Do What Ya Feel

Who wanna flip with the
From zero all the way to attic, what we be smokin, Tical
The is now open
I the English Channel backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and trial
You 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I dedicate next dart
To my heart
Little Meth he the best part, now with that one, word
Time Time 4 Sum
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her back out like Bob
I'm throwin wrestlin
Tag team with Doc, we in funk mode, take yo' best shot
If it hip it don't hop
If it don't quit it don't stop, the life

I be the super-lyrical individual I be through
That Teflon material to Big Ben off of schedule
Better with a set of tools
I be doin it to when I'm a, heterosexual
I load the mic then cock, drop it like
I slaughter don't get, caught in the water
Cause the Brick's got it's own World
Leave bitch in shock like the third rail caught her
Styles stay deeper than orca, I float the seas with ease
Did more than pharmacies
So call me that Genovese, you can't compare
Get you like stairs, frats, sororities
Don't make me bring it on back I up the majority
Of niggas lookin at me, I Port 'em like Authority
And when my Meth shine
Out the inner How High mobile rollin three at a time
(Redman and Man still... "hiiiigh hiiiiiiiiigh")
that Jersey representer
Get hit the bottom to your head when you enter

Just do what ya feel and follow (repeat 3X)
Doc break it down

Hah, yo, my dick out of animosity
The velocity will fly that and freeze yo' camps like pottery
To give lobotomies to all you rap
And shunt your million dollar investment, to
Impossibly be the one in black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution when wet by the wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the shit
Even my did grimy shit to me and I went back with her
years for carrying a loaded handgun
But it's forever when a nigga BLAAAOW] and he lands one
To your
red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian
(Yo you say to him!)
You caught up in a situation
I should start erasin your whole organization for
Wack while my whole platoon rock the basement
You come close if I gave you my bookin agent
Or producer, points twelve shot loaded Luger
Even a crowd to get you up - you're still wack
I peel caps, on the
MC's et cetera, creep like The Predator
Fuck you, your label moms and yo'
Give you two to the jugular, be spreadin
All on my shirt, the king of the shittin
hit me off more than New Edition
(Tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet, tweet-tweet-tweet-tweet)
I make them heart skip a beat from the steel physique
So Lung (one me gun done)
Get on the mic and break em off with sumthin

We and grow crops
Purchasin the handhelds the sho' shots, it got me spittin
slugs at my competition, in rap sessions
U-A-P got no weapon, you lip professin
Next in, line, parental advised
explicit, street linguistics
Better than yo' biscuits, we bomb shellin
I might know but ain't tellin, too bad you it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy another due paid
bleach so I don't fade
Scar your with my double edged blade, razor sharp
Get yo' hold that
E said, Get the Bozack
Show them wack niggas where the at
On the case like I'm
Kissin the grits on Flo bitch
Flip scripts take LOOONG shits - Ruckus
One, I with premeditated redrum
Gingivitis to filthy ass gums
Bottom line either get down or get