Luyện nghe bài hát F5 Furiously Dangerous

We're so furiously

[Verse 1:
Death by injection
I you rappers
A lot of green with a yellow
Women call me the Green Bay
I the zero's
mucho deniro
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
'Cause I got some work all on my but I call it a tummy tuck
My every jumpin', or playin' double dutch
I shit on every verse just got the bubble guts

[Verse 2: Joe
Let me tell this to the people not my moxy
Animal, me
if you think tangible, stop me
But I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy
See, we don't that
Where I'm from it's like hockey
Sup the dog, thugs want a war
Bad jean, what you want to trade with 'em for
While you cuffin' em more, I'm the jaw
Illegal for you to reworking Kevin on the board, dog?
You and skills ? on my squad
I put you on a crash in a smart car
Going not relying on the brake pad
The car you drive on the race track
So you lying bout feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost for the Phantoms, face facts?
We ruin hip hop, and payback
In the of a tatt, you done 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 a time when my only perfection was my momma
My in the wrong direction
Now it's ya bow down in ?
Writ in my cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous? girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a sniff from Britney, no he 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, was pretty witty
Demand like a black man get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Hook: Claret

[Joell
timberland to the
to the floor
Just whippin' it through the
Metal in the door, case I throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee state, I'm settling the score
I don't know what hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I don't what you're waiting for
I aint finna say nothing, the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a spot
See I was a kid with his thumbs in his ears
and his tongue in his ear going
Just when you it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
I speak is hot
But bont be mad at everything you speak is
I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm launching
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, ? to the jaw
Yeah I'm off the
aint work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
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 fricken Joe
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop at my speed
So watch me, if you seen the phenomenom
I speak as Lamborghini's in Ramadan

I suggest you it down
Pack your 'ish and turn
Because tonight, we run town
So let your feet, still hit the ground

We too dangerous for the