Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trip

Don't you trip is the soul assassins
We come and blast
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
Smoke goin off, flowin off
The track, got em off, blowin off
All wack choke in coal, eat a dick up
Pick up ya out the street flossin holes
God knows weedniggas ya ya find ways
To escape the path of the rhyme-killa
Top billa, bankaccount
Spittin out more hot then godzilla
The firebreatha, up your receiva
I attack the brain through the in ya speaka

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

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

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

you trip this is the soul assassins
Who wanna be stupid come be the to die