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 get with me.
A writer,
My has the capacity,
To mc's.
They reach of themselves a vast empty space,
They'll taste victory.
I'm sick of these ass niggaz
They all bitches.
I kick rhymes enriching hip-hop, a-plus on my back we shock the
World.

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

[tajai] say now.

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

watcha say,

[all] of mischief in tha house.

A-plus a doubt for real,
If you without the to turn it out
Get ass the cuttin'.
You caught in your frontin'
And y'all can keep on bluffin' but I gotta somethin'.
You know what I got.
Who do you this is,
When I rhyme I'm like like daddy whoopin' on one of my kids.
at this,
Another that's caught up in mix.
turn it out.
And now we all up in shit.

calculted,
rated,
People be but I don't trip and I know they hated.
But I be mindin' my
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, unveil the show.
And no problem,
You got a crew go em
him withdraw cause we know that they ain't really [ ? ],
on y'all.

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

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