Luyện nghe bài hát Fa Sho Fo Real

I escape my thoughts,
My mind until the vinyl stops,
Hoot and the rock.
Inspired by the biters who try us on for
as rappez, but the lyrics are to massive.
My has elasticity,
I back and take a new shape,
You get with me.
A writer,
My has the capacity,
To mc's.
They reach inside of themselves a empty space,
never taste victory.
I'm of these fake ass niggaz
all some bitches.
I rhymes enriching hip-hop, with a-plus on my back we shock the
World.

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

[tajai] say now.

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

[tajai] say,

[all] of mischief in tha house.

A-plus a doubt for real,
If you without the skill to it out
Get ass the cuttin'.
You steady caught in frontin'
And y'all can keep on bluffin' but I little somethin'.
You ain't what I got.
Who do you this is,
When I rhyme I'm like like your daddy on one of my kids.
at this,
Another that's caught up in mix.
Hieroglyphics 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 won't die before we get meal tickets.
Now I'm a let you know how gonna go fo sho.
I doe, unveil the mack show.
And no problem,
You got a go call em
him withdraw cause we know that they ain't really [ ? ],
on y'all.

We strictly
If givin' up action,
a minute for slack, cause time is money baby.
I thold it back,
to many stacs, jocci,
J-biz we grippin' & rossi,
gainin' no speed,
Smokin' no ty weed,
Straight style with the hash block,
knots in my pocket would knock to blast.
I put the e-q to ten,
Reminisin' about the lastnight.
for this fool to bend a coner,
A partner hit the gas like a champ, this...
Victory and that phat ass base line hummin'.
Thinkin' about up before the summer hit.
bubblin' around my shit for doublin' shows,
So promoters sold us then four biggies with hos.
And shapes for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
around my wrist is bliss,
It's this y'all.

Punks perpetrate rudeboy,
I roll with hiero...glypics to make the bump circulate.
Sous of mischief man you no we comin' for you foldger's,
Keepin' flows up until they smolder and crackle.
Like you mentally in the of your mind,
You hear that fiendish of mine,
I've it many 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 be spindly weight defficient.
I leave them shorter viscious,
them are weak,
Cause I gots to pull hem up it's also known the way i
Do it watch,
Get shot.
It's all the body rock, it don't stop y'all.