Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Trip

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

I hot days under the sun with all my loved ones
assassins family click you know the dark one
Eastside hellraisers, pay us
To tear the of this shit, the mic blazers
Smoke alarms goin off, off
The track, got em off, blowin off
All wack niggas in coal, eat a dick up
Pick up ya out the street flossin holes
God knows weedniggas ya figured ya find
To the path of the serial rhyme-killa
Top billa, filla
out more hot shit then godzilla
The firebreatha, turn up receiva
I attack the through the sound in ya speaka

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

You can't hold back the fury, I bury you in a
Rhymestyle non-stop in a flurry
worry, imma settle this, get the fist
I sever your vocalcord with a flick of my
You insist to be here, I make this
It's a of cut-throat from ear to ear
Can you in the world when, where ya girlfriend
Hanging with my crew and serving
Come get your feeling hurt and come act
I got a in my backyard for all you scared niggas
I make figures for all the to follow
to my fam, bands who won't 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 this is the soul assassins
We come and blast
We riders, this is how we doin'

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