Luyện nghe bài hát Elements

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

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

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

My vocal cords break the laws that to nature
Low and these niggas love to ya
the Henney straight no chaser
Twin towerin' I ya, now gimme yours

Trifled disciple, arch rival with weapons that homicidal
leaves you marked from the start like tribal scars, Allah punk
I'm hazardous as a bomb and arms spinnin' like
Recitin' psalms in the streets of

Verbs I gather well, data shells
My squad camouflage your like the Bible with parables
With the navigator, razor sharp
Breath laser data tickle you now, but slay you later

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

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

I hate your screwmugs, rumble counterfeit
Niggas want mine, bet come and get it in blood
Fat potential, gave birth to a corrupt
Foul thoughts paralyzin' temples, it's just that

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

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

Arm leg shots to hit the spot a four fifth glock
We got this shilock and all you clique got was lip lock
Heavy heat, steady street your peeps
Hawks, machete chops puttin' cease to your petty

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

minds, cripple smiles, my rhymes are four five
The size oh two nines combine, can't tickle mine
I told you once, I your ass a thousand times, chump
in the trunk, stay in line punk, fucking with your mind?

Yo, you be the actual, sixteen bars, after you
Never go my team, they might embarrass you
Slit-slang terrorist talk, fully
Put your hands up, I'm a put a in your paws

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

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

Pushin' buttons just to step away from
Inch and a half away from touchin' somethin', away from bustin'
Ya'll brothers laugh now and cry
I rap from Alpha to Omega, sixty to Sega

Whoopin' that ass, walk you dogs the lookin' glass
Been burnin' MC's since class
it hot like the summer in the crackspot
With blacktops, my nickle slot, bar, hit the jackpot

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

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