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 resevoir is now
I swim the English Channel backstrokin, you don't me or my style
We hold court and blow
You catch when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, down
Hold ground by yo' side when it go down, I this next dart
To my heart
Little Meth he the best part, now walk with that one,
Time 4 Sum Aksion
Dreamin bout Toni Braxton, blowin her back out like Bob
I'm throwin holds
Tag team with Funk Doc, we in mode, take yo' best shot
If it hip it don't hop
If it don't quit it don't stop, that's the

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

Just do ya feel and never follow (repeat 3X)
Doc break it down

Hah, yo, suck my dick out of
The velocity will fly that and freeze yo' camps like pottery
To give to all you rap colonies
And shunt your million dollar investment, to
might be the one in black leather
Name tag sayin "Caution wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I the grimy 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 cranium
That red dot on 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 couldn't close if I gave you my bookin agent
Or producer, royalty points shot loaded Luger
a crowd to get you souped up - you're still wack
I caps, on the regular
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep like The
Fuck you, your label moms and yo'
you two to the jugular, blood 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 pigs 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 moonshine and grow
Purchasin the handhelds the sho' shots, it got me spittin
These at my competition, in rap sessions
U-A-P ain't got no weapon, you lip
Next in, line, discretion advised
explicit, street linguistics
Better than yo' biscuits, we bomb shellin
I know but ain't tellin, too bad you missed it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze enemy made another due paid
Color-safe bleach so I don't
Scar your mental with my double edged blade, razor
Get yo' bandaids hold
E said, Get the Bozack
Show them niggas where the do's at
On the like I'm Kojak
Kissin the grits on that Flo
scripts take LOOONG shits - Raider Ruckus
One, I come with redrum
to your filthy ass gums
Bottom either get down or get done