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 up on the third rail
The undisputed, I'm ever diluted or polluted
You could fuse it, if ya choose it it's deep rooted
I make ya ass crawl out the gutter
For as I'm creating the butter
Cliques get like heavy bricks when I'm dropping
I'm wrecking nigga whole shit 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 I turn ya fagots into mush
Ya slipping, I'm gripping microphones real
Then I up the speakers in ya Ac all night
messages, the prophecy's in me
His Royal Highness, you minus what you 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 like I was off on a Star Trek
Select my dialect, inspect all my
He claim he getting money but L cast the
You sell blunt weed, block, horizons
Niggas in the find ya hypnotizing
You clowns know when I bring forth the
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, beef or let my nuts live
I my blade, insert it until ya guts give
Execution, the of ya suspect bunch
What? Drama! You can't believe how I bomb shit
Ya split, the pain hits ya little dick

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

Fuck the and all them smooth singing grooves
I'm bringing crews, in my ring you swing and
With the blues my fuse, allow me
To show ya crab ass fake how it be
My technique's superb when I'm pissing on herbs
Crystal clear so you can hear every
Fuck the goodie-goodie or 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 drop on you
I it, I make it hot!