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' nickels and

Pumpin' rocks on the corner, pumpin' 'cause I wanna
The little Don Ho drug dealer [Incomprehensible]
At my height, I'm described as a
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 don't want a beef with this delinquent
I'm not good, I'm livin' like a

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

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

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, stay in a place

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never the time to wish
a bitch down then I'm out like quick
Nestle chocolate, munch like [Incomprehensible]
was then, this is now, I'm goin' for the gold

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

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

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

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