Luyện nghe bài hát Elements

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

Surround sounder, blunt smokin', Remy
Hip-hop sizzar 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, in love with war
ones with guns, acting like they taking yours, uh
Live by the sword, gonna die by the sword, uh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Best to come your best gun
be rollin', it's all war, no fun
Niggas be holdin', you niggas 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 and all you clique got was lip lock
Heavy heat, street sweepin' your peeps
Hawks, machete chops puttin' to your petty fleets

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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