Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Busta Rhymes & Rampage

(Busta Rhymes)
Yes y'all, in the
I be Busta Rhymes
And my nigga Ramp, The Boy Scout
you what we talkin bout, HAAAH!
Feel me out, to what I say
Listen to what I
Listen to how we
Hey, check it out, to what I do
Yo it out, yo, what, hey yo yo yo
And Busta Rhymes in live
Some of you niggaz had me shit down for nine-five
[I'm to set it nigga] Yeah yeah yeah
[Check it out check it

(Rampage)
I told you last that I burned you in a flame
Now this year, I'm wreckin average in the game
A lotta got two albums I can't explain
How they to keep the same migraines
I can't help it if my is supersonic
The way I the game you think I'm smoked by the chronic
the Boy Scout, stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your
My recoil as I bounce the ball, I can never fall
Now I got you like the mall
With Flex boom bangin in your projects
To my in the Lands, Beemers, to the Lex
Now Busta Rhymes, what you do
Represent for the Flip Mode crew

(Busta Rhymes)
Aiyyo-y'awwwwl, one more I come
Knucklehead that make you act real dumb
Yo, I burn your food Florence
Run up in your crib my name was search warrants
Shut mouth nigga don't you complain
Fix you up, mix you cut like
Ooooh, I be insane to your
Right on your subconcious I leave my stain
I be the mostest rhyme overdoses
Hot over shit like Ini Kamoze's
Sick lyrics multiple sclerosis
while I display flows ferocious
Weak just fall, keep tumbling
Distribute lyrics like I'm to hand herb hustling
like Quick Draw McGraw
Fuck you heard you ain't heard this before
Yo, remains raw
nigga living right next door
When I step in the place I leave
Nuff bandages on pussy from
Yo, watch me bring the recipe
Fuck you up quick and you all with leprosy
Let me hit you flows, that come various
Hahh, send you home and make you lie your alias
Ha-ha, niggaz can't see my
When I round up my Flip Mode niggaz and get
Hey you, you what the fuck I mean
Now I'm on the scene, stepping through like Joe Green
Now I'm making you the extreme
Till I black you out then turn on my real high

[Flex this into the beginning of Mobb Deep's "Give up the Goods"]