Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

it out
I break a nigga down ugly Coke, up on the scale
Next throw a stack up on the third rail
The undisputed, I'm never diluted or polluted
You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's rooted
I make ya maggot ass out the gutter
For as I'm creating the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm
I'm wrecking nigga whole shit plus I a profit
with this shout, bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas one-by-one but I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL
And get ya shit I turn ya fagots into mush
Ya slipping, I'm gripping real tight
Then I crack up the in ya Ac all night
Deliver messages, the in me
His Royal Highness, you minus what you to be
(Say what?)

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

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

You falling backwards, leaning like a dope
Rope niggas me, packing automatics
Found his ol' Earth's burner the mattress
Go outside, the up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of
Bitch niggas ain't got no type of
To say a bullshit rhyme in LL
I'm freezing, ya bleeding heavily up out'cha
Black and blue, trying ta up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass straight flat
Head up on the mat, ready to waste that
Operating stimulating designs
Lay that motherfucker's shit down, nigga
lose ya mind, concentrating on how I shine
You never hear a nigga me, never in time
I blaze it quick, amaze cliques I flip
I believe you niggas forgot who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas like to they dicks
I'm breaking shit aside ya doctor's fix

Fuck the tricks and all them smooth grooves
I'm bringing crews, in my ring you swing and
the blues light my fuse, allow me
To ya crab ass fake niggas how it be
My superb when I'm pissing on these herbs
Crystal clear so you can hear word
the goodie-goodie 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 blow it, I it hot!