Luyện nghe bài hát F5 Furiously Dangerous

We're so dangerous

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

[Verse 2: Joe
Let me tell 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 even copy
See, we don't play
Where I'm from it's like fantasy
Sup with the dog, thugs a war
Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs 'em for
While you em more, I'm stuffin' the jaw
Illegal for you to reworking Kevin on the board, dog?
You and your ? on my squad
I put you on a crash in a smart car
Going speeding not relying on the pad
The car you still on the race track
So you bout your feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost tail for the Phantoms, facts?
We ruin hip hop, and payback
In the shape of a tatt, you faded to black
GO

[Hook: Jai]

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I from eating top ramen to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No regrets except for the
I remember a when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now time ya bow down in ?
Writ in my honour bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a from Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel like the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the city of
I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty
Demand like a black man tryna get
He get it, did he?

Claret Jai]

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

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My fly like I'm launching manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, ? to the jaw
Yeah I'm off the
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
With a mechanical to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that 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 fast as in Ramadan

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

We too for the World