Luyện nghe bài hát Farmers

Right now I'm 'bout to show you how done, you can
Shut down yo, my Uzi a ton, you can
Beat down and you can pump it in system till it
out whatever dog, no doubt, I'm bout to

Smack up, anybody who front he
Hardcore don't he know I stay this is
LL competition, they because I
Do this bringing drama and truth 'cuz I

Play that, and I be reepin' up since
Way put your honey on my lap and make her
up, got her beggin' me to beat it up
Raw dog, throw your on the floor, straight

that, have her garglin' nuts until I
Spill that, you better like En Vogue and
on, you wanna battle? Set it off baby
Come on, one, come on, come on

F, because my flavor's the
A, I get my off all day
R, wreck my block, all far
M, I gotta it down wit my man

E, big up to my nigga E
R, the ill rims on the car
S, I repped it, more can I say, son
Farmers what, farmers

Murder, niggas gettin money on the
Hot block, he got the chrome shit up on
Linden, at the ice and leather, the way it
Blendin', pass the spit hot Linden here to

Mary, you think you hot, Cool Ever
Here it, and it comes to this I'm not a
Soldier, I'm a crack King
I told ya, I proved I'm the rapper, nigga

What now, your man step up, then watch he
Go down, game one, do or die
Bedside, even comin' close, nigga
Why try, the Bronx to Shaolin to

Uptown, like buckshot said
Duck down, you play like En Vogue and
Hold on, you know I'm out nigga
Come on, come on, come one, on

F, my flavor's the best
A, I get my off all day
R, wreck my block, all far
M, I gotta hold it wit my man

E, big up to my nigga E
R, the ill rims on the car
S, I it, what more can I say, son
Farmers what, what

No doubt, I'll take block and air it out, stay
Ice out, me and my man, Little in the
Double R, block, lined up wit all the
Hot cars, nigga, be afraid you gotta

Get paid, no what I do, I keep it
Sexy me and my team cream on the
Club scene on Boulevard out in
Killa Queens joint knocked in the tunnel 'bout

One O clock, they like them raw, not the watered
Hip hop the broad and alah zay it
Don't stop niggas stumblin' and off a
Head ride when I'm goin' to

Remember me, I'm the MC there could
Ever be, you better call Def Jam, and 'em
Hold on, another major label told me
Come on, come on, come on, on

F, my flavor's the best
A, I get my off all day
R, my block, knee all far
M, I gotta hold it wit my man

E, big up to my nigga E
R, keep the ill on the car
S, I repped it, more can I say, son
Farmers what, what