Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

[Kool G.
No
The real shit

All ya rap pay homage
When he raps, spit
When verse crash the Earth like a
Raise a prophet, make hot lava spit out vomit
We it, scramble ya brain like an omelette
Spling baby the bomb it, keep you reek niggas in bondage
A convicts we Allah, we bomb it
We trom it, it take a Squad to dis arm it
We layin grenades in our palms, two hours longer

[Big
Ah shit nigga, you got me momma one of the good boys
Said she got a 400 retarted Bronx nigga from the Projects
nigga you don't want it, cock figga figga got it
You me sick, fuckin wit Pun, youse a crazy bitch
him for ransom, or cut off his tongue in cause he itchin
80 stitches across cheak, 70 more for cheap
A buck 50 even nigga, that's on the street

{yo and come on

"No man can go me!"

scratchin}

"You stop me"

G. Rap]
Probaly socks soes the trenches
Closin in for miles to inches, killin the distance, enemy
finces left for kid limus
Made mine behind the barb wire
Crossfire tent
Saw my man blow, bandana tied tight like
Burn a slug make the glow
Niggas screamin for and ammo
soldier in your camp go

[Big
Me and my man Joe got ya
AKA Joey Crack, AK with the mack, makin my to the (makin my way through the back)

Everyday I gotta be strapped, 'cause niggas know how to act
You don't wanna go the gap, T-Squad gonna react
Whatta we go? thugs and ammo, by a hundred tons of and rambos
Just in case you comin
I'm a Sopranos and wit they own armies
And a couple of that'll die for me

G. Rap]
Hammers a law under the camouflage here to take
Put a cap inside ya cap and a four in your sarge
Killas are large, my two trade pound gauge will hard
For every round sabotage, hit the ground hard

[Big
That's a pound dog bout to get and put the work
Try the jury but it work, skit but it wouldn't merk
He glass, no glass, fast yo ass too late, muthafucka
Put a too fast (Pun and G Rap are too fast)

"Act you want Drama"
"Kool G. Rap"
"Big Pun"
"X-Executioners style"