Luyện nghe bài hát Fa Sho Fo Real

I escape my thoughts,
My mind spirals 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 bounce back and a new shape,
You can't get me.
A writer,
My has the capacity,
To mc's.
They reach inside of a vast empty space,
They'll never victory.
I'm of these fake ass niggaz
all some bitches.
I kick rhymes hip-hop, with a-plus on my back we shock the
World.

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

[tajai] 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 steady caught in frontin'
And y'all can on bluffin' but I gotta little somethin'.
You ain't know I got.
Who do you this is,
When I rhyme I'm like like your daddy on one of my kids.
at this,
Another crew that's up in mix.
turn it out.
And now we all up in shit.

calculted,
rated,
People be talkin' but I trip and I know they hated.
But I be mindin' my
And as ty as my witness,
We won't die we get these meal tickets.
Now I'm a let you know how 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 ain't really [ ? ],
on y'all.

We satisfaction
If givin' up action,
Ain't a for slack, cause time is money baby.
I can' it back,
Word to stacs, jocci,
J-biz we grippin' & rossi,
Niggaz no speed,
Smokin' no ty weed,
oakland style with the hash block,
Cash knots in my pocket knock to blast.
I put the e-q to ten,
Reminisin' the hoes lastnight.
Waitin' for this fool to a coner,
A partner hit the gas a champ, bumpin' this...
Victory drums and that phat ass base hummin'.
about comin' up before the summer hit.
Then around my shit for doublin' shows,
So promoters sold us more then biggies with hos.
And shapes for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
around my wrist is bliss,
It's this y'all.

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