Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor For The Non Believes

Yo, this is for the non believes
Sit back, take a seat and forget to pass the weed
And by the way, is all the way live
And the way that I survive is pumpin' nickels and

rocks on the corner, pumpin' rocks 'cause I wanna
The little Don Ho drug dealer performer
At my height, I'm described as a
But it ain't 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 I smoke a Phil'
You want a beef with this juvenile delinquent
I'm not good, I'm like a hood

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

like candy, the poetic vigilante
So explicit, even porno ban me
And girls gel me like jheri curl
The dog drinkin' money

Grip, you're and stinkin'
Brain cells when I'm thinkin'
This is a rap rape and I a fat taste
Get off the microphone kid, stay in a place

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

I steal shows like Bel Biv
And put on my latex when I hit up the
You know the kid, give me my props
'Cause 1992 and all the bullshit stops

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

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

You know my style, step back I'm buck wild
All it is a mic, 40 dog and a smile
Baby Puba, Little Rick, the ruler
And in my pocket is fat bag of Buddha

can't get with Mister Mister
Money don't fake moves I probably hit your sister
I'm on a mission, is bond
Word to God, I on, the little Don

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

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

don't understand first of all
I rip when I rip check it, never
Freestyle meanwhile for you and
I'm all out, check it

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

Never the time to wish
Took a down then I'm out like quick
Nestle chocolate, like it's [Incomprehensible]
That was then, this is now, I'm for the gold

Thirty touchdown, Mr. Short
Fuckin' bitches just for the sport
But not without the 'cause bitches
Nowadays mad jig tricks and that I ain't with

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

So next kid, you wanna beef just chill
I break your ass up to bits
How licks would it take?
Check it out, one, two, three nigga licks

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