Luyện nghe bài hát F5 Furiously Dangerous

We're so dangerous

[Verse 1:
by lyrical injection
I kill you
A lot of green with a yellow
Women call me the Green Bay
I pack the
Meaning deniro
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 waist but I it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin', or playin' double
I shit on rappers every just got the bubble guts

[Verse 2: Joe
Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my
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
Where I'm from it's fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, want a war
Bad jean, what you want to slugs with 'em for
you cuffin' em more, I'm stuffin' the jaw
Illegal for you to reworking Love on the board, dog?
You and skills ? on my squad
I put you on a course in a smart car
Going speeding not relying on the 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

[Hook: Jai]

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I went from eating top to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets except for the
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now it's ya bow down in ?
Writ in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker,
In a with my Ivanka, pompous? girl
She on E, on me, singing on key
While I'm bumping We Are The
Got a from 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 her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Hook: Jai]

[Joell
to the pedal
Pedal to the
Just whippin' it through the
in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I don't know what ya'll for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I don't know what waiting for
I aint say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a spot
See I was a little kid his thumbs in his ears
and his tongue in his ear going
Just when you think it na-na-na-nah-naaar
I speak is hot
But bont be mad at least you speak is
I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not 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
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 West till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, fricken Joe boys
New Rolls 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 Lamborghini's in

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

We too for the World