Luyện nghe bài hát Get Off My Block

Just get off my
Lord mercy, Busta Rhymes
Flipmode

A yo, we ain't at all nigga
Don't like, go grab your gat and brawl at hall nigga
Straight fallin' we use to chill up on park benches
My 20 block radius think we need barb wire fences
bitch niggas like you from easily trespassin'
Nickel shine on your eye then you see fire blastin'

Get off my premises, a yo, Lord is you a of his
him back to John and show this nigga just who the winner is
The of a small town, I diminish and blemishes
And my amps out like a game on my little Sega Genesis
This inappropriate, fuck is we for when we ain't even associates

Ass lyrical beatings, straight trick or treating, what ya
I ain't got no words for you, fuck speakin' ain't part of my
Face look to new, who?
Niggas ain't even to send my pass through
Can't chill on corner can't go up in my bull
Chill before I Dinco to grab the qanco sinco

We don't give a fuck right now, we be high shit
Ya'll corny must bow, we do unforgivable shit
We blow the spot any how,
Ready for battle 'cause I'm refusin' to
I'm a beat ya ass in front of nobody with to prove
Live nigga shit right there, beware, clear
Many y'all niggas is here

Fuck is niggas son
Get off my
Yo, I don't none of these niggas du
Get off my
Them wanna sell there weed here
Get off my
Yo, who unfamiliar corn balls
Get off my
one of these niggas off my street corner
Get off my

Now who the you be?
Landlord, cradle la stainless for strangers vigilante, stampedes
On the bulletproof for the crews that laid nigga to hand breath
Move you off the block, the a orthodox general, flood when a crowd
Patriotic for the intrepid style and wreck more kids that's

Nigga, for ever trapped in danger, emaciate when I take my
Sharp herds scar herds nigga, I'm from the wicked city
When chickens twist trees and dick
Breast feed pet seeds asthmatic chest we's
Lord Have, cardiac arrest
Please, handicap crews that stay soft, it's mayor, ate off

School your army, ya squad weak, four camps when I say
arms like nor plants, I conquer and hold
Home sweet home down with control
Still they in the cut runnin' the coal
And still we must the ruckus to all you motherfuckers

Automatically, and battery
We battle thieves get tragically slap to sleep to relax the beef
like weak cancerous lungs, scatter, we numb
Blind feelin' nap with jarred villain that alarm
Con scrimmage, up a lot of children, dirty ass Vietnam village

I finish and out sons, then like
Men is the malk of method blinds
By all means I reach for mine
And lift golden from roof tops
And orders, rugged pound acre
Drown in buckets of piss water

Fuck is these son
Get off my
Yo, I know none of these niggas du
Get off my
niggas wanna sell there weed here
Get off my
Yo, who these corn balls
Get off my
one of these niggas off my street corner
Get off my

Fuck is these son
Get off my
Yo, I don't know none of niggas du
Get off my
Them niggas wanna sell weed here
Get off my
Yo, who these corn balls
Get off my
It's one of these niggas off my street
Get off my

Fuck, is these niggas son
Get off my
Yo, I don't know none of niggas du
Get off my
Them niggas wanna sell weed here
Get off my
Yo, who these unfamiliar corn
Get off my
It's one of niggas off my street corner
Get off my