Luyện nghe bài hát Furiously Dangerous

[Hook: Jai]
Were so furiously

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

2: Joe Budden]
Let me tell this to the not understandin my moxy
Animal, me
if you think its ?, me
But then I hit em with a flow, that they even copy
See, we dont that
Im from its like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, want a war
Bad jean, what you want to slugs with em for
you cuffin em more, Im stuffin the jaw
Illegal for you to reworking Love on the board, dog?
You and skills ? on my squad
I put you on a course in a smart car
Going speeding not relying on the pad
The car you still drive on the track
So you lying bout feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost tail for the Phantoms, facts?
We ruin hip hop, and payback
In the shape of a tatt, you done to black
GO

Claret Jai]

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No regrets for the drama
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now its ya bow down in ?
Writ in my honour cause Im bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, girl
She on E, on me, singing on key
While Im bumping We Are The
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

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

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My fly like 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, killer
With a mechanical manual to deliver the ammo
and Im off the top
Rep West till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can me
Im top seed, I pop at my speed
So me, if you havent seen the phenomenom
I fast as Lamborghinis in Ramadan

I suggest you it down
your ish and turn around
Because tonight, we run this
So let your feet, still hit the ground

We too for the World