Luyện nghe bài hát Get Loose

Yeah, haha. It's Webby. Yeah.
on the beat.
I get loose,
I get loose.
You know I mean?
I'm good,
good.
Uh huh, yeah. Yeah.

It's human dictionary,
Webby's always A to Z.
Never smart to with me
The flow is rated G.
My is indescribable
So can label me.
Get with a bottle of goose,
an eighth of weed.

to me,
Then I'm for war.
'Cause I'm a
So you know I'm down to a sword.
In the lead,
So my competitors at the score.
I'll be gettin' high like Chewbacca
And Ford.

Immature,
Yeah,
But I spit heat.
Molten off the top,
Baby, peak.
I just up my sneaks,
And I stomp beat.
the butcher
Don't even know if you want beef.

I get loose like the of my jeans.
So when I rap.
Can't even what a lot of it means.
But I be to the top
By any means.
With that crack rock
I got for the fiend.

I get loose,
In the
And I'm at it again.
So get for the show
gather your friends.
It's that foul white boy
Back to
that I can.
Where's my pad and a
I get
the flow
air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I rep it for sure.
Anybody and can tell
my turn.
So I'm a show these why Webby's
The in the burbs.

I roll the dice Jumanji,
No Williams,
But I'll have a pack of
Stampeding through lobby.
I'm the son of Zeus,
Webby it godly.
I'm a fella,
the roll of Tommy.

With a of zannies
In my
And a
be wallin' out of control.
I fuckin' dare you to me.

I'm
Than origami.
fists,
I'm the of Gandhi.
be wack,
I'm of the pack,
I'm tracks.
Etc, you in the ring,
I'm you back.

You'll be lucky if you
with head attached.
When I the nervous system
these venemous tracks.
Stay loose the laces on my boots,
proof,
That hip-hop dead,
It to something new.
So call the
And bring out the tanks.
'Cause all she wrote
of Anne Frank.

I get loose,
In the
And I'm at it again.
So get for the show
Baby gather friends.
It's that foul mouth boy
to offend
Everybody I can.
my pad and a pen?
I get
With the
air to my words.
CT on my back,
And I'm for sure.
and everybody can tell
my turn.
So I'm a these people why Webby's
The in the burbs.
Yeah.