Luyện nghe bài hát Feel It

Meanwhile back at the
We got Bo and Daisy goin' to go see boss Hogg
Then ya got Kooter fixin' over them

I don't need a glock 'cause I'm not a rock
Got bitches on my jock like New Kids On The
I can't lose like Parker I'm undefeated
Step into my homeboy you'll get greeted

By the 380 Colt Mustang in my
I had a few already don't make me cock it
'Cause if I have to cock it well it's gettin' shot
And if it's gettin' shot well yo you're gettin' down

I don't fuck I ain't got time for punks
But I got time to all the skunk philly blunts
Stunts round check out the sound
And let's get down to do the freaky funky stinky junky

Let's bump uglies in the time between the sheets
I rock fly rhymes over funky beats
The Celtic ruin, the legion of
Now gimme the track or with the fat doom

Now gimme some room and explode
Cock my hammer then squeeze off my load
So hit the road Jack and don't come no more
Or I'll be moppin' up the floor with crew of soft core

Punk bitches, jail house snitches
On I get wrecked and I collect my riches
I get the funky style and like gomer
You'll be surprise, surprise, as I

Rise to the top fuck a cop
I'm always hip hop only a pimple pop
So you better quit zit I to rip shit
with the soul assassins

Askin' the teachin' the lesson
Bringin' the West Coast back to the East
Where it all started you retarded
You're to trip from that Jheri Curl drip
Soakin' in your the house of pain
Is causin' and feelin' pain so feel it

Just it, feel it
Just it
y'all, feel it

Back to the rhyme I'm always on
A lime to a lemon yo a to a lime
I rock the old school style and futile
To step up 'cause get swept up like dust

Or I might bust and unload my clip
Unless you're a punk then I'll pop you in the lip
And show you the deal now how did feel
You I'm killin' any pig that squeals

I'm up reels of tape with my fly rhymes
And I got a subsciption of High
Son Dooby's in the
The Mexican Ralph Emms is on the

My DJ Lethal, on the cut
When I bust a dope rhyme, like bustin' a nut
So let me jerk off on the mic and get it
When I drink a brew either Guinness or Mickeys

I'll put your head out just a fuckin' Marlboro
Don't fuck with me punk you know I'm thorough
Bred a race horse right in your face force
Feedin' you beats straight off the

So catch, me me, if you can
You know I'm the man like chewbacca han
Solo, bolos are what be throwin'
When I be flowin' I get the job

'Cause I'm number one the son
I and I came back but not with the same rap
And not with the same style I'm to get buck wild
The of the Irish, spreads like a virus, so feel it

it, just feel it
Feel it, just it
Feel it, feel it
Feel it, c'mon on y'all, it
feel it, c'mon on