Luyện nghe bài hát Furiously Dangerous

[Verse 1:

Death by injection
I you rappers
A lot of green a yellow complexion
call me the Green Bay packer
I the zero's
Meaning mucho
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses other boys up
'Cause I got work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck
My every jumpin', or playin' double dutch
I shit on rappers every verse got the bubble guts

2: Joe Budden]
Let me tell this to the people not my moxy
Animal, me
if you it's tangible, stop me
But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they even copy
See, we don't that
Where I'm it's like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, want a war
Bad GM, what you want to trade slugs with him
you cuffin 'em all, I'm stuffin the drawer
Then leave em for you to rebound Kevin Love on the
Dog, you and skill are far apart from of our squad
I put you on a crash course in a car
Always not relying on the brake pad
In a car you should only on the race track
So the lines bout your feelings and the
Are ghost tails about the Phantoms, facts
you ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse the
In the shape of a tatt, you done to black
GO...

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I went from eating Top Ramen to top rhymer
Check full of
No except for the drama
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind on my erection
Now it's time ya bow to the rectum monu-
ment in my cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, girls
She on E, on me, singing on key
I'm bumping We Are The World
Got her sniffin Britney, no he did he
"We run town"
No we int
I feel like the glass,
You a sip with me
She the city of Jackson
I her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Ya man like a black man get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Joell
it to the pedal
Pedal to the
whippin' it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm settling the
I don't know what hating for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I know what you're waiting for
I aint finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the pop
I get a kick outta that, a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his in his ears
and his in the air going na-na-na-nah-naaar
when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But be mad at least everything you speak is...
I can't of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm launching
of the underground, God of the sewer
On Hennessy black, on con to the
Yeah I'm off the
This work, homie, I'm off the clock
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
With a mechanical to deliver the flammable
Ammo, animal off the top
Rep that till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, Tiz, Crooked, Joe,
New Rolls Royce, pulled off the lot
Cock me, the way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop green at speed
So watch me, if you seen the phenomenon
I spit as Lamborghini's in Ramadan