Luyện nghe bài hát Fa Sho Fo Real

I can't my thoughts,
My mind spirals until the 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 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,
They'll taste victory.
I'm sick of these ass niggaz
They all 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 shock the

watcha say,

[all] of mischief in tha house.

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

calculted,
rated,
People be talkin' but I don't trip and I know 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 how it's gonna go fo sho.
I stack doe, the mack 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,
a minute for slack, cause time is money baby.
I thold it back,
Word to stacs, jocci,
J-biz we grippin' & rossi,
gainin' no speed,
Smokin' no ty weed,
Straight oakland 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 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.
Then bubblin' around my for doublin' shows,
So promoters sold us more then four with hos.
And shapes for the souls, e-s-o-'s fine,
around my wrist is bliss,
It's like y'all.

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