Luyện nghe bài hát Freestyle - Busta Rhymes & Rampage

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

(Rampage)
I told you last year I burned you in a flame
Now this year, I'm wreckin average niggaz in the
A lotta got two albums I can't explain
How they maintain to the same migraines
I can't it if my brain is supersonic
The way I play the 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 chest
My throat'll recoil as I the ball, I can never fall
Now I got you open like the
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 flow that make you act dumb
Yo, I burn your food like
Run up in crib like my name was search warrants
your mouth nigga don't you complain
Fix you up, mix you cut pro-caine
Ooooh, I be insane to your
Right on your I leave my shit stain
I be the mostest rhyme overdoses
Hot stepping over shit Ini Kamoze's
lyrics like multiple sclerosis
Focus while I display ferocious
Weak just fall, keep tumbling
Distribute lyrics like I'm to hand herb hustling
like Quick Draw McGraw
Fuck what you you ain't heard this before
Yo, everything raw
Outlaw nigga living right door
When I step in the place I leave
Nuff bandages on pussy miscarriages
Yo, watch me bring the recipe
Fuck you up and condemn you all with leprosy
Let me hit you with flows, come various
Hahh, send you home and you lie about your alias
Ha-ha, can't see my routine
I round up my Flip Mode niggaz and get cream
Hey you, you know what the I mean
Now I'm on the scene, through like Mean Joe Green
Now I'm making you the extreme
Till I black you out then turn on my real high

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