Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trip

Don't you trip this is the assassins
We and blast them
We eastside riders, this is how we

I spent hot days the sun with all my loved ones
Soul assassins family click you know the one
hellraisers, promoters pay us
To tear the roof of shit, the mic blazers
alarms goin off, flowin off
The track, got em off, blowin off
All wack choke in coal, eat a dick up
Pick up ya teeth out the street flossin
God knows weedniggas ya figured ya ways
To escape the path of the serial
Top billa, filla
Spittin out more hot shit then
The firebreatha, turn up receiva
I attack the through the sound in ya speaka

No you fuck with this...
No you can't with this...

You hold back the fury, I bury you in a hurry
Rhymestyle non-stop in a flurry
Don't worry, imma this, get the fist
I sever your vocalcord with a of my wrist
You insist to be here, I make this
a game of cut-throat from ear to ear
Can you hang in the world when, ya girlfriend
Hanging with my crew and steady
get your feeling hurt and come act hard
I got a in my backyard for all you scared niggas
I make figures for all the to follow
Peace to my fam, bands who see the ...
I see you in the one, I test one
When you son, respect one, the best one
Cypress hill, assassins, blastin you on
In the called life yo we passin you on

Don't you trip this is the assassins
We come and blast
We eastside riders, is how we doin'

Don't you trip is the soul assassins
Who wanna be stupid be the first to die