Luyện nghe bài hát Do What Ya Feel

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

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

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

Hah, yo, suck my 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 might be the one in leather
Name tag "Caution when wet by the track wetter"
The hash spreader, I love the grimy
Even my girl did grimy shit to me and I went back her
Three years for carrying a handgun
But it's forever when a [chik-chik BLAAAOW] and he lands one
To cranium
red dot on your forehead it's not cause you Arabian
(Yo you say to him!)
You caught up in a situation
I should erasin your whole organization for makin
Wack tunes while my whole platoon the basement
You couldn't come if I gave you my bookin agent
Or producer, royalty points twelve shot Luger
a crowd to get you souped up - you're still wack
I caps, on the regular
Destroy MC's et cetera, creep The Predator
Fuck you, label moms and yo' editor
Give you two to the jugular, blood be
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 pigs skip a beat from the steel physique
So Lung (one me gun done)
Get on the mic and em off with sumthin sumthin

We moonshine and crops
Purchasin the with the sho' shots, it got me spittin
These at my competition, in rap sessions
ain't got no weapon, you lip professin
Next in, line, discretion advised
These explicit, linguistics
Better yo' momma biscuits, we bomb shellin
I might know but tellin, too bad you missed it
Johnny, Dangerously Blaze another enemy made another due
Color-safe bleach so I fade
Scar your with my double edged blade, razor sharp
Get yo' hold that
Like E said, Get the
them wack niggas where the do's at
On the case like I'm
the grits on that Flo bitch
Flip scripts LOOONG shits - Raider Ruckus
One, I come with premeditated
Gingivitis to filthy ass gums
line either get down or get done