Luyện nghe bài hát F5 Furiously Dangerous

We're so dangerous

1: Ludacris]
Death by injection
I kill you
A lot of green with a yellow
Women me the Green Bay packer
I pack the
Meaning mucho
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
theses other boys double up
'Cause I got some work all on my but I call it a tummy tuck
My records jumpin', or playin' double dutch
I shit on rappers every verse just got the guts

2: Joe Budden]
Let me tell to the people not understandin' my moxy
Animal, me
if you think tangible, stop me
But then I hit 'em a flow, that they can't even copy
See, we play that
I'm from it's like fantasy hockey
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 course in a car
Going not relying on the brake pad
The car you still 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 shape of a tatt, you done faded to
GO

[Hook: Claret

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I went from eating top to being top rhymer
full of commas
No regrets except for the
I remember a time when my perfection was my momma
My in the wrong direction
Now time ya bow down in ?
in my honour 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 Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel tinting the glass,
You take a sip me
She the city of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was witty
Demand like a black man get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Hook: Claret

Ortiz]
timberland to the
Pedal to the
Just whippin' it through the
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I don't know what ya'll for
Wait, wait, know what, matter
I don't know 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 tongue in his ear na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
I speak is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is
I can't think of nice to say, you're not nice okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm manure
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, cannibal
a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I walk Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
me, the only way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop green at my
So me, if you haven't seen the phenomenom
I speak as Lamborghini's in Ramadan

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

We too dangerous for the