Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

it out
I break a nigga down like Coke, up on the scale
Next throw a stack up on the third rail
The undisputed, I'm ever diluted or polluted
You could it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep rooted
I make ya maggot ass out the gutter
For as I'm creating the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks I'm dropping
I'm wrecking nigga whole shit plus I 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 turn ya fagots mush
Ya slipping, I'm gripping real tight
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 blow em, kaboom, but sound effects
was sleeping like I was off on a Star Trek
Select my dialect, inspect all my
He he getting money but L cast the cheque
You sell blunt weed, block, horizons
Niggas in the projects find ya
You know when I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be wearing panties, sweet
I'm on a journey through the of fronting niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with the hands on dirty
I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts
I take my blade, insert it ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya bunch
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb
Ya split, the pain hits ya little dick

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

Fuck the tricks and all them 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 technique's superb I'm pissing on these herbs
Crystal so you can hear every word
the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta keep my title locked down so fear it
Uh, I get da on you niggas
I blow it, I make it hot for my

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Uh, I get da on you niggas
I blow it, I it hot!