Luyện nghe bài hát F5 Furiously Dangerous

We're so furiously

[Verse 1:
Death by lyrical
I you rappers
A lot of green with a complexion
Women call me the Bay packer
I pack the
Meaning deniro
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses other boys up
'Cause I got work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin', or double dutch
I shit on every verse just got the bubble guts

2: Joe Budden]
Let me this to the people not understandin' my moxy
Animal, me
if you think it's tangible, me
But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't copy
See, we don't that
Where I'm from like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, want a war
Bad jean, you want to trade slugs with 'em for
While you em more, I'm stuffin' the jaw
for you to reworking Kevin Love on the board, dog?
You and your skills ? on my
I put you on a crash in a smart car
speeding not relying on the brake pad
The car you drive on the race track
So you lying your feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost tail for the Phantoms, facts?
We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and
In the shape of a tatt, you faded to black
GO

Claret Jai]

[Verse 3 - da 5'9'']
I from eating top ramen to being top rhymer
full of commas
No regrets for the drama
I remember a time when my only perfection was my
My mind in the direction
Now time ya bow down in ?
Writ in my cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm bumping We Are The
Got a sniff Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I like tinting the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was pretty
like a black man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

Claret Jai]

[Joell
to the pedal
Pedal to the
Just it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm settling the
I know what ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, know what, matter
I know what you're waiting for
I aint say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his in his ears
and his in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar
when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at everything you speak is
I can't think of nothing to say, you're not nice okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm launching
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, ? to the jaw
I'm off the block
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep West till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick Joe boys
New gold Rolls Royce, off the lot
me, the only way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you haven't the phenomenom
I speak fast as Lamborghini's in

I you shut it down
Pack your and turn around
tonight, we run this town
So let your feet, still swiftly hit the

We too for the World