Luyện nghe bài hát Furiously Dangerous

[Hook: Jai]
Were so furiously

1: Ludacris]
Death by lyrical
I you rappers
A lot of green a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay
I the zeros
mucho deniro
So paid, is waitin on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
theses other boys double up
Cause I got some work all on my waist but I it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin, or double dutch
I shit on rappers verse just got the bubble guts

2: Joe Budden]
Let me tell this to the people not understandin my
Animal, me
if you think its ?, me
But then I hit em with a flow, that they even copy
See, we dont play
Where Im from its fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, thugs a war
Bad jean, you want to trade slugs with em for
While you em more, Im stuffin the jaw
Illegal for you to reworking Kevin Love on the board,
You and your ? on my squad
I put you on a crash in a smart car
Going speeding not relying on the pad
The car you drive on the race track
So you lying bout your feelings and the
A ghost for the Phantoms, face facts?
We hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback
In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to
GO

[Hook: Jai]

[Verse 3 - da 5'9'']
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No regrets for the drama
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now its time ya bow in ?
Writ in my cause bitch Im bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous?
She on E, on me, singing on key
While Im We Are The World
Got a sniff Britney, no he didnt did he
We run town
No he did he
I like tinting the glass,
You a sip with me
She the city of Jackson
I her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Hook: Claret

Ortiz]
? to the
Pedal to the
Just whippin it the ghetto
Metal in the door, I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee state, Im settling the score
I dont know what hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I dont know what waiting for
I aint finna say nothing, turn the up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a spot
See I was a little kid with his in his ears
and his tongue in his ear going
Just when you think it stop
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is
I cant think of nothing nice to say, youre not okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly Im launching manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, ? to the jaw
Im off the block
This work, call me Im off the block
Im a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
With a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable
and Im off the top
Rep that West I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New Rolls Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the way you can stop me
Im top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you seen the phenomenom
I speak as Lamborghinis in Ramadan

I you shut it down
Pack your ish and around
Because tonight, we run town
So let your feet, swiftly hit the ground

We too dangerous for the