Luyện nghe bài hát Dramacide

[Kool G.
No
The real drama

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

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

{yo and on scratched}

"No man can go me!"

scratchin}

"You stop me"

G. Rap]
Probaly socks inside the trenches
Closin in for to inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
Death left for kid limus
Made mine behind the barb fences
Crossfire winters
Saw my man blow, bandana tight like Rambo
Burn a slug the land glow
Niggas for medics 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 guns and
Just in case you Commando
I'm a Sopranos and Corleones wit own armies
And a of morrenos that'll die for me

[Kool G.
Hammers a law under the camouflage here to jars
Put a cap inside ya cap and leave a four in your
Killas are large, my two trade pound gauge will sound
For every round sabotage, bodies hit the hard

Punisher]
That's a pound dog bout to get down and put the
Try the jury but it wouldn't work, skit but it wouldn't
He glass, no glass, think yo ass too late, muthafucka
Put a d-rap too (Pun and G Rap are too fast)

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