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 ever diluted or
You could fuse it, if ya choose it 'cause it's deep
I make ya maggot ass crawl out the
For underestimating as I'm the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks I'm dropping
I'm wrecking nigga shit plus I make 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 bust? I turn ya into mush
Ya slipping, I'm gripping microphones real
Then I up the speakers 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 on you niggas
I blow it, I it hot for my niggas

I blow em, kaboom, but sound effects
Niggas was like I was off on a Star Trek
my dialect, inspect all my checks
He claim he getting money but L the cheque
You blunt weed, Glock block, horizons
Niggas in the projects ya hypnotizing
You clowns know when I bring the heat
niggas be wearing panties, looking sweet
I'm on a journey through the land of fronting
Nervous motherfuckers with the hands on dirty
I lay back, niggas 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 bomb shit
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little

You backwards, leaning like a dope addict
Rope niggas claim me, packing
Found his ol' burner underneath 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 of reason
To say a bullshit in LL season
I'm freezing, ya bleeding heavily up rectum
Black and blue, ta hide up in the spectrum
I got ya raw ass straight flat
Head up on the place mat, ready to waste
Operating incorporates designs
Lay motherfucker's shit down, nigga resign
Don't ya mind, concentrating on how I shine
You never hear a nigga me, never in time
I blaze it quick, cliques when I flip
I can't believe you forgot who rip shit
It's '96 and niggas like to hold they
I'm breaking shit aside ya doctor's fix

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

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