Luyện nghe bài hát Gazzillion Ear

Villain man never ran with in his hand
and won't stop rockin' until he in a gazzillion grand
'Til he in the sands
raps on on backs of maps. stacks to the ceiling fan
he'll rest when he's ashes. ask him 10 miles and his goulashes mash his stashes.
Chip on his shoulder with a holster.
A clip, a folder, and his on a bolder poster
supposed to know. It'll show when his aura glow.
Get from out the row. When he get its horrible.
is money. Spend, waste, save, invest, the fest.
The tin of (?)
yes. Y'all, forget ya trickles.
The best pitch in. Rub to get a nickles.
When tut-tut. He about to the price again
they go up time he blow up, like, hydrogen.
hear have 'em shrillin' in fear.
And Won't until he a gazzillionaire.
and stare. Yeah, ya boy had drama.
Got him on a mental avoided bad karma.
Once sold an inbred a nigga-joke.
Plus a brand new smoker with the triggers broke.
I thought I him fire and pins were separate.
He'll find out later when to go and rep it.
her to hold the money for a Arabic Victoria.
Charged in to translate it and ignored her, sorta.
One monkey stop no slaughter.
A junkie wanna cop a run for the border.
No the drill. It ain't the overkill.
Flow skill. Still, no thrill.
puttin' 10k bills in his pilla.
Villain it gets realer, split the scrilla with

Dilla, Dilla, mix, mix, mix.
Do a deal for and get rich quick.
Sketch lyrics. Bet your bottom on some vick
Ick from the broomstick. Come the dumb schtick.
Sick, slick. Hit it in the book.
Only way they find him is if he in the hook.
Listen, look now. Keep walkin'.
Traded three beads for cow. Cheap talkin'.
Hawkman. Stalkin'. Hit the weed. often.
Cough into a coffin. Might as scoff the pork, then.
like warf. Some say stronger, though.
Off the top Jay Strong Bo. Play bro.
Wear a like YO, off the thong show.
Flow slow. He's a mongrel. Thon Won Pro. (?)
For info: when's he's not practicing Jim Crow
or addressin' nympho bimbo.
He's Ray J, the old tape.
Doom, well, what can I say like JJ in a cape.
Villain to the rim Brim.
and you won't find him in no gym.
Probably a foggy bar the frogs
with the dot on a guard as he on a log.
and half-baked.
Used to keep a full of work.
and half-shape.
My mistake. the track agreement.
For g's to to line than cracks in the cement.
In any event, its like wrestling.
Get 'em like the Snake.
All massacres. He it for the dry throat.
Tryin' to hit the note.
Villian, since an bitsy zygote.
By remote, send in the wagon.
Braggin' MCs packed in with feets draggin'.
stats is staggerin'.
Had his PhD in Indiscreet Haggelin'.

Villain, his is clear.
this year with dividends to spare.
Hear! Its not for the seein'.
through the ceiling after enterin' the centerbeing.
A new to sales through the roof.
A (?)
the return of the tramp.
Who do a duet jam Earnest go to camp
for the right earn. "Nawmeen?" Vern.
We need some more oil for the to burn.
Learn. crickets. He gets lucky
like one-in-three tickets off lyrics.
One man's is another man's soap.
Son's fan base. the brotherman's dope.
A real weirdo. above-weird flow.
And the way his hair as ugly as a scarecrow.
He a mask so the charge won't grab.
On a with a large stone slab.
up. Talk white and thought niggerish.
Refused to tight and got his off the figurish.
Black and equally as yucky.
How he handled the money was Dan Stuckey.
hustle. Man on fire.
Later for the date the Hadron Collider.
Cost more. It be seeming a style.
Doom the competition steaming like a pile.
Smile. *Ding* jewels.
In effect off to the side street park rules.
Fools. The roach is dead.
Live for a weekend. with a severed head.
Instead it was a flickted.
Split the lick.

We got to find DOOM!
Luuuuck!