Luyện nghe bài hát Get Da Drop On Em

it out
I break a down ugly like Coke, up on the scale
Next step throw a stack up on the third
The undisputed, I'm never diluted or polluted
You could fuse it, if ya it 'cause it's deep rooted
I ya maggot ass crawl out the gutter
For as I'm creating the butter
get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm dropping
I'm nigga whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout, bodies are out
I'm wrecking niggas but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya 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 what you claim to be
(Say what?)

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

I blow em, kaboom, but sound effects
Niggas was sleeping 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
in the projects find ya hypnotizing
You clowns know I bring forth the heat
Hardcore niggas be panties, looking sweet
I'm on a through the land of fronting niggas
Nervous motherfuckers with the hands on dirty
I lay back, niggas or let my nuts live
I take my blade, it until ya guts give
Execution, the of ya suspect bunch
What? Drama! You believe how I deliver bomb shit
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little

You falling backwards, leaning a dope addict
Rope niggas me, packing automatics
Found his ol' burner underneath the mattress
Go outside, the bitch up just a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's
And dick ya down in of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got no of reason
To say a rhyme in LL season
I'm freezing, ya heavily up out'cha rectum
Black and blue, trying ta hide up in the
I got ya raw ass straight flat
Head up on the place mat, ready to that
Operating stimulating designs
Lay that motherfucker's shit down, nigga
Don't lose ya mind, concentrating on how I
You never hear a nigga like me, in time
I it quick, amaze cliques when I flip
I can't believe you niggas who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas to hold they dicks
I'm breaking aside ya doctor's can't fix

Fuck the and all them smooth singing grooves
I'm crews, in my ring you swing and lose
With the light my fuse, allow me
To show ya ass fake niggas how it be
My technique's when I'm pissing on these herbs
Crystal clear so you can every word
the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear it
I gotta my title locked down so niggas fear it
Uh, I get da drop on you
I blow it, I it hot for my niggas

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