Luyện nghe bài hát Elements

There, there, one game
Yo, uh huh, uh huh,

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

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

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

Trifled disciple, arch rival reppin' weapons that homicidal
Star you marked from the start like tribal scars, Allah punk
I'm hazardous as a bomb and spinnin' like Christ
Recitin' psalms in the of Babylon

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, you be the actual, sixteen bars, comin' you
go against my team, they might embarrass you
Slit-slang terrorist talk, armed
Put your hands up, I'm a put a in your paws

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

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

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

Whoopin' that ass, walk you dogs through the glass
Been burnin' since cookin' class
Makin' it hot like the in the crackspot
With blacktops, my nickle slot, bar, hit the jackpot

On each block, I'm the remedy, them back to me
After detock, shorty got knuckles in the
Plus we got a problem with the
What's the problem with the
She want the six-hundred, but she got the ends

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 whatever whoever now
get it on