Luyện nghe bài hát Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Taking you to the other terrain, we strictly for the cream
to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team
Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I you heard of me
You probably some bitch niggaz who wanna murder me
Busta Reggie Murray and Mercy's all we need for disaster
For me the master
Look, I crash ya, bash ya
Fucky Mally G if you're trying to take a fall
Niggaz about killin and never get to it
the yappin, be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and West side
But you in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off that quick
Caught up in the limelight gettin way too
See em at the bout to rock they shit off
Gettin they peeps fucked up they block is soft
As for terror, I sever the best of
Look, little Mally G trippin off these indo
About to murder label's jerkin but us
Def Squad niggaz prophesize like the
Droppin to zero with flatlines
Kill your whole entourage off with just one
One rhyme... one rhyme... just one
I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one
Woo, hah, heh, yahah, you that you could get with this
Terrorist, lyricist, for era it's
My time to shine and I'm payin dues
And be famous on either rap or the news, motherfucker
I only tell you but the real it's
tight up in the struggle tryin to get this meal, why?
act shifty so I shift a long
three tri three chrome, it's the same ol
I seen the and the suedes from afar Pah
But up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want you got it the spot is on
You blot it I got it then it it's hot up in your dome
Peace with the chrome that I pack
Remember fuck around and a Mack to your back

Who the I be I, you cannot see I
Flabbergasted, blasted, my P.I.
Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Canyon
I'm prime time, MC's Knots Landing
Duck, heavens to fuckin
I noise that employs the unbelievable
Recline receding hairline, crime speaks fine
with a nine pull blind keep mines up my sleeve until
you to quiver, metabolism splits rivers
I rock so broads I leave your entourage tender
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four
raw turn sons to grandaughters
Ah ha ha ha ha! I bring where, you sleep
So I double dare to bust you in your bear, coat
Antidotes cause gunsmoke in
MC's dosey do your mics up in rodeo
My star em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down state buildings with high ceilings
Funk Doc to the freeze
Creepin on MC's like Vietnamese in army
Def representer
Hit yo' ass up the bottom when you enter

Hey yo once a crack head, a tack head
You have no craftibility all that shit you is dead
As sex and violence, balance the scales of reality
don't want no parts of Keith Murray
I'm and sheisty, I get that ass iced deliciously
ain't shit to me (word up)
You stupid niggaz always got somethin to say
And probably even spell TWA
My crew is like police up and park anywhere (ERRRRR)
out and get it on right then and there (whassup whassup??)
Niggaz is and ways and actions show it
of y'all niggaz dead, and don't even know it
And Def Squad L.O.D. for (word up, yeah fuck your life)
Act trife let my dog cold fuck your wife

Aiyyo, you heard the sounds of Mally G
Redman, Murray, bringin the ruckus, the Def Squad
Next up is the Squad, this is Howard Cossell
First up to the ring Rampage the Boy Scout
Lord Have For, and the In-fer-mous
Busta

Two one two, I'm living as a rugged MC
When I up in your jam yo I'm V.I.P.
Niggaz and bitches be me
I'm spontaneous, I'm brothers out the frame
I'm dangerous
I'm well known like Keith and my boy Reggie Noble
Chickenheads get gassed, so call me on my mobile
I'm great like AT&T
I stroke like a butterfly, sting a bee
Yo I Them All like my man Mally G
Whip a ass for free
And makin sure he see of me
the talk of the town
The stalker of New that fucks up the underground (no doubt)
I'm comin thorough like a of Life Savers
Ask Marl who's the real Future Flavors
My technique I freak seven days a
I'm undefeated, you can see my Quantum
I'm hittin where it hurt, lyrical expert
who got no publishing they need to get jerked (no doubt)
a hundred percent, I gets down I invent
Rap be dying to a certain extent
Sometimes they use the underground to a comeback
shit is wack, fade away and never come back

For now and forever, it's the, evil men do
Mental, my center Winter
Frosted crews inventor, inventor
Invader, evacuate I collapse major
and lose minds
You're splits two times, for intruders, for these
My maneuvers, drop like
Illegal, Lethal, like Gibson's
Splittin blessings, with Weapons
Lay in the cut C-Sections, infestin the nine-six
For you mindless, niggaz I smack
Or lay back like recliners, as inject
As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, oooh, ooh ooh
your minors, like New York City's finest
lineups, on LSD fust, in your sinus
like chinas, opiuMC grinders
My dust, these rhymers I hijack airliners
The infiltrator, creator, I'm
stay viscous like religious cults
Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like Afghanistan

If you want more information listen and read
I sit back and I roll another fat bag of weed
We about to take control of your set like cruise control
Satisfy my lyrical semen, plants my Johnny
Mental slave grip on your like white people
My music dominate the population like black people
Utilize my efforts to my inner thoughts
I on my many and various styles of all sorts
Hold down the forts smokin mad quarts
For sports talk to in botty lik shorts
Let's get the cream so that we can up in this fortress
Bounce to art and purchase exotic portraits
Here we go again, another when I get on
Busta Rhymes and my nigga Stretch Armstrong
We represent the ultimate for the nine-season
Squad will bust your shit for even the wrong reasons
Chaotic sample a nigga wanna get down
Till come through like the ATF and shut your shit down
Alcohol and firearms is how we movin
Raw fire flows while the music keeps you niggaz groovin
I don't know who the fuck you think you foolin
You're so far from up to par and your shit improvin
From your conversation the way you come your shit is off
Malfunctionin my nigga you about to feel the force
Lay you on your while I beat you up your head with the holy cross
niggaz blastin off to the Land of the Lost
If you can't see
I recommend some school for the blind by Helen
Big ups to Lord Mercy, Rampage and the Cella Dwellas
Redman and the
Big ups to Mally G, Keith Murray sunny days and bad
But still we travel the world like Lampoon
It's Busta Rhymes for the whole entire SO STAY TUNED!!!

Flipmode getting inside that ass
Def Squad,