Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

it out
I break a nigga down ugly Coke, up on the scale
step throw a stack up on the third rail
The undisputed, I'm never ever diluted or
You fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass crawl out the
For underestimating as I'm creating the
get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm dropping
I'm wrecking nigga whole plus I make a profit
Wicked this shout, bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL
And get ya shit bust? I ya fagots into mush
Ya slipping, I'm gripping microphones real
Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac all
Deliver messages, the in me
His Royal Highness, you what you claim to be
(Say what?)

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Uh, I get da drop on you
I blow it, I it hot for my niggas

I em, kaboom, but fuck sound effects
Niggas was sleeping I was off on a Star Trek
Select my dialect, inspect all my
He claim he getting but L cast the cheque
You sell blunt weed, block, horizons
Niggas in the find ya hypnotizing
You clowns know when I bring forth the
Hardcore niggas be panties, looking sweet
I'm on a journey through the land of niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with the on dirty triggers
I lay back, beef or let my nuts live
I take my blade, insert it until ya guts
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya dick

You backwards, leaning like a dope addict
Rope niggas claim me, packing
Found his ol' Earth's burner underneath the
Go outside, the bitch up just like a
I take ya motherfuckers and show ya how it's done
And ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got no of reason
To say a bullshit in LL season
I'm freezing, ya bleeding up out'cha rectum
and blue, trying ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass busting straight
Head up on the place mat, ready to waste
incorporates stimulating designs
Lay that motherfucker's shit down, resign
Don't lose ya mind, concentrating on how I
You never hear a nigga like me, never in
I blaze it quick, amaze cliques I flip
I can't believe you niggas forgot who rip
It's '96 and niggas like to they dicks
I'm shit aside ya doctor's can't fix

Fuck the tricks and all smooth singing grooves
I'm bringing crews, in my you swing and lose
With the blues my fuse, allow me
To show ya ass fake niggas how it be
My superb when I'm pissing on these herbs
Crystal clear so you can hear every
Fuck the or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title down so niggas fear it
Uh, I get da on you niggas
I blow it, I it hot for my niggas

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Uh, I get da drop on you
I it, I make it hot!