Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor For The Non Believes

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

Pumpin' on the corner, pumpin' rocks 'cause I wanna
The little Don Ho dealer [Incomprehensible] performer
At my height, I'm as a midget
But it ain't about height, it's about, "Can I 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 ship
'Cause my brain is the sun of a eclipse
Yo, Havoc is the man you have to bring
'Cause I'm flippin' like in a Word Up magazine

Sweet like candy, the vigilante
So explicit, even flicks ban me
And gel me like jheri curl activate
The forty dog money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Smooth and fantastic as I get
Shake your brain and psychopathic
I murder with the brain of Hitler
And me bein' weak, even Kodak couldn't that

is flavor for the
This is for the non believes
Flavor for the non
is flavor 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 goin' all out, it

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

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

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

Oh shit, to move, time to move, here we go
With another fly groove, 'cause I'm so
like to brag but I do it still
Sip on a 40, smoke on the

So next time kid, you wanna beef just
Before I your ass up to bits
How many licks would it
Check it out, one, two, three nigga licks

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