Luyện nghe bài hát Elements

There, there, one more
Yo, uh huh, uh huh,

Surround sounder, blunt smokin', downer
Hip-hop sizzar my raw in your flounder
You get skidawed, undertakin',
This lyricist, lounge with low, be lounger

Aliens is out of townish, applause
Niggas clap now with forty pounders and
Is it all, fair in love war
Young ones with guns, acting like taking yours, uh
by the sword, they gonna die by the sword, uh

My vocal cords break the laws apply to nature
Low and these niggas to hate ya
the Henney straight no chaser
Twin I skyscrape ya, now gimme yours

Trifled disciple, arch rival reppin' with weapons homicidal
Star leaves you marked from the start like tribal scars, Allah
I'm hazardous as a and arms spinnin' like Christ
Recitin' in the streets of Babylon

Verbs I gather well, data shells
My squad camouflage your wealth like the Bible with
the navigator, spittin' razor sharp
Breath laser data that'll tickle you now, but you later

On this one me Lee Major
dollar man, bionic or professor chronic
Still not a player, I just fuck a lot, the raider
Guess shorty's mad, curse you wild on your sky pager
ass

Yo Mr. Big Mouth, duck down or bite the bullet
You niggas got guns but you scared to death to it
Bet if I my gun I'm gon' squeeze
I'm at your head, son, and stoppin' at your knees

I hate your screwmugs, rumble thugs
Niggas mine, bet they come and get it in blood
Fat potential, gave birth to a mental
Foul thoughts paralyzin' temples, just that simple

You better with your best gun
be holdin', it's all war, no fun
Niggas be bowlin', you under pressure now
My squads down for with whoever now
get it on

Best to with your best gun
Niggas be rollin', all war, no fun
Niggas be holdin', you niggas under now
My squads down for whatever whoever now
get it on

Arm leg shots to hit the like a four fifth glock
We got this hip-hop shilock and all you clique got was lip
Heavy heat, street sweepin' your peeps
Hawks, machete puttin' cease to your petty fleets

This raw rebel got more metal than pop and rock
When my glock shoots the scores
A ground attack, I'm bound to rounds of rap
are found flat, face down around the map

Simple minds, cripple smiles, my rhymes are five
The size oh two nines combine, even tickle mine
I told you once, I told ass a thousand times, chump
Body in the trunk, stay in line punk, with your mind?

Yo, you be the actual, sixteen bars, comin' you
Never go against my team, they embarrass you
terrorist talk, fully armed
Put your hands up, I'm a put a in your paws

Ruin your side show, eyes low, brains from hydro
Two choices, bass off or either die
We all scholars it's time to clean a dirty dollar
Attack the boards, it's like a

Niggas comin' out they shoot like usher
These motherfuckers on the run, and they from
The bounty hunter, iron lungster, and thunder
Here the lightning now I'm strikin' back at niggas bitin'

buttons just to step away from self-destruction
Inch and a half from touchin' somethin', suckin' away from bustin'
Ya'll laugh now and cry later
I rap Alpha to Omega, sixty four to Sega

that ass, walk you dogs through the lookin' glass
Been burnin' MC's since cookin'
Makin' it hot like the summer in the
blacktops, my nickle slot, triple bar, hit the jackpot

On each block, I'm the remedy, them back to me
After detock, got knuckles in the Reebok
Plus we got a with the Benz
What's the problem with the
She the six-hundred, but she ain't got the ends

You better come with best gun
be holdin', it's all war no fun
Niggas be bowlin', you under pressure now
My squads down for with whoever now
get it on