Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor For The Non Believes

Yo, this is flavor for the non
Sit back, take a seat and don't to pass the weed
And by the way, is all the way live
And the way that I survive is pumpin' nickels and

Pumpin' rocks on the corner, pumpin' rocks 'cause I
The little Don Ho drug dealer [Incomprehensible]
At my height, I'm described as a
But it about height, it's about, "Can I kick it?"

say I'm too little, but yo I'm too ill
I hit skins, light up and then I smoke a
You don't want a with this juvenile delinquent
I'm not good, I'm livin' like a

And when I kick MC's abandon
'Cause my brain is the sun of a solar
Yo, Havoc is the man you have to bring
'Cause I'm flippin' like in a Word Up magazine

Sweet candy, the poetic vigilante
So explicit, porno flicks ban me
And girls gel me like jheri curl
The forty dog money

Grip, dead and stinkin'
Brain cells overload when I'm
This is a rap rape and I leave a fat
Get off the microphone kid, in a child's place

I cook you up, like raw base
And leave you open like if you just saw
I said it before, shorty scores, I get raw
For the cause, battle me, take a

I shows like Bel Biv Devoe's
And put on my latex I hit up the hoes
You know the kid, give me my props
it's 1992 and all the bullshit stops

Check it, is flavor for the non believes
This is flavor for the non
it, this is flavor for the non believes
This is flavor for the non

Mr. Soul, trunk jewels sippin' old
Roll up my nickel, of weed, lick it up and stroll
Prodigy, verbally tragic and I'm
out the way, check out the way, the way that I drop it

You know my style, step 'cause I'm buck wild
All it takes is a mic, 40 dog and a
Grand Puba, Little Rick, the ruler
And in my is crazy fat bag of Buddha

MC's can't get with Mister
Money don't fake moves 'cause I probably hit sister
I'm on a mission, word is
Word to God, I goes on, the Don

Smooth and as I get drastic
Shake your brain mentally and
I murder with the brain of black
And me bein' weak, even Kodak couldn't that

This is for the
This is for the non believes
for the non believes
This is for the non believes
This is flavor for the non

Niggaz understand first of all
I rip when I rip check it, stall
meanwhile for you and yours
I'm all out, check it

You I couldn't wish I wanna do what I did
I did it so I done, kill fuckin' kid
I don't give a motherfuck and you do
That's why your stupid ass got bucked outta

took the time to wish
Took a down then I'm out like quick
Nestle chocolate, munch like it's
was then, this is now, I'm goin' for the gold

Thirty yard touchdown, Mr.
niggaz bitches just for the sport
But not the jimmy 'cause bitches
knows mad jig tricks and that I ain't with

Oh shit, time to move, to move, here we go
With another fly groove, I'm so smooth
Never like to brag but I do it
Sip on a 40, smoke on the

So next kid, you wanna beef just chill
Before I your ass up to bits
How many licks it take?
it out, one, two, three bitch-ass nigga licks

This is flavor for the non
is flavor for the non believes
This is for the non believes
This is for the non believes