Luyện nghe bài hát Fa Sho Fo Real

I can't my thoughts,
My mind spirals the vinyl stops,
Hoot and the rock.
by the biters who try us on for size
Disguised as rappez, but the are to massive.
My has elasticity,
I bounce back and a new shape,
You can't get me.
A writer,
My has the capacity,
To mc's.
They inside of themselves a vast empty space,
They'll taste victory.
I'm of these fake ass niggaz
They all bitches.
I kick rhymes enriching hip-hop, a-plus on my back we shock the
World.

[a-plus] shock the world...gonna shock the world

whatcha say now.

[a-plus] opio gonna the world, a-plus gonna shock the world

watcha say,

[all] of mischief in tha house.

A-plus without a for real,
If you without the skill to it out
Get ass the cuttin'.
You caught in your frontin'
And y'all can keep on bluffin' but I little somethin'.
You ain't know I got.
Who do you think is,
When I rhyme I'm like your daddy whoopin' on one of my kids.
at this,
Another crew caught up in mix.
Hieroglyphics it out.
And now we all up in shit.

calculted,
rated,
People be talkin' but I don't trip and I they hated.
But I be my business
And as ty as my witness,
We die before we get these meal tickets.
Now I'm a let you how it's gonna go fo sho.
I stack doe, the mack show.
And no problem,
You got a crew go em
Tell him withdraw cause we know that they really [ ? ],
on y'all.

We strictly
If givin' up action,
Ain't a minute for slack, cause time is baby.
I thold it back,
to many stacs, jocci,
J-biz we martini & rossi,
Niggaz no speed,
Smokin' no ty weed,
Straight oakland with the hash block,
Cash in my pocket would knock to blast.
I put the e-q to ten,
Reminisin' about the lastnight.
Waitin' for this to bend a coner,
A partner hit the gas like a champ, this...
Victory drums and that phat ass line hummin'.
Thinkin' about comin' up the summer hit.
Then bubblin' around my shit for shows,
So sold us more then four biggies with hos.
And shapes for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
Diamonds around my is bliss,
like this y'all.

Punks perpetrate rudeboy,
I with hiero...glypics here to make the bump circulate.
Sous of man you no we comin' for you with foldger's,
flows up until they smolder and eventually crackle.
Like you mentally in the of your mind,
You hear that cackle of mine,
I've seen it times.
And I'm a say it but remain unseen,
Cause y'all be sweatin'
Constantly me.
I amongst thieves who will bite these,
But still they rhymes be spindly defficient.
I leave them then viscious,
Cause are weak,
Cause I gots to pull they hem up it's also the way i
Do it watch,
Get shot.
It's all the body rock, it don't stop y'all.