Luyện nghe bài hát Feelin' This

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Feel threatened by

T.s.
Takin

[ 1: armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin dealer-killers, we feelin this
with silver clips, my ? set's style? is still legit
Ain't nothin
You can tell I'm comin, the weather strange
Armageaddon, the end of life on whatever's in his range
mind the notion of savin the lives of your friends
Your sister, cousins, your mother, even [edited]
go and ride with me
Through the levels of in this atrocity
Bust my guns at the till an angel fell on top of me
He said his name was michael and introduced me to evil acts
Robbin parties and pumpin the to keep em back
Nobody move, nobody get burst
give up the jewels before your purse-totin-
Ass become the first
Pop shit on my records, you lock in my presence
My squad gets for cockin the fifth and affect it
Stick a chip in your [rectum] and pull your out your [asshole]
And all for gettin cash with the blow I got castro

[ ]
You gotta ask yourself how ill is
Only my thug niggas feelin
All in the clubs they be killin
You the way we rip a track
Where all my niggas at?
Show me some love, me love
You gotta ask yourself how ill is
Only my thug niggas this
All in the clubs be killin this
You love the way we rip a
We take a little love, give it back
We terror squad, terror

[ 2: prospect ]
I master this, when I throw I'm slappin wrists
Not inaccurate, niggas be actin if I ain't
You packin it? be bustin, I'm steadily rushin
Up in your crib with a wig and my heavenly trusted
You pussed it, but it ain't the
Turn your back, and like you saw
breath, I left you in shock
You was amazed how the raised from the waist
Got blazed in your face, was about to drop mace in the
Chill like I did enough, cause real hit em up
leave it at that for the paramedics to pick it up
This ain't a cartoon, I light to the darkroom
And spark boom, step in my path, I leave a heart
We pullin out without bustin, no, no sense
like d's lockin you up and don't take no prints
Tell man in the black van I like it when my canon react
In one second that blow your family back

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[ 3: big pun ]
I thought I you I only rap for the cheddar
Keep the mac the sweater, ready to clap any nigga
Whether on stage or in the
I put you on the cover
I pump the gauge through your blubber
You muthafuckas better get
I got a smith &
enough to launch you up with _the jetsons_
Spacely sprockets face the prophet, taste the chocolate
? ? ? and disgrace ? ? ?
I the bastard, dr. evil let it rumble
Get sent up it ? ? ? bubble
for trouble you've come to the right place
out the ice age
A caveman by a clan of white apes
An urban legend, in god's eye the perfect
The first to get in the devil's ass with a verse heaven
Reverse the emblem, he ain't ready for the
Now he cursin and yellin like a for his bobo