Luyện nghe bài hát Get off the Dick

[Kool
This for all you motherfuckers bitin my space
Get off my dick, I was on Jupiter

[K] Yeah! Throwin the monkey-fuckin-wrench in the
[K] all that trendy shit out there
[T] That old fake
[K] So
[T] common shit
[K] Shit stink
[T] up
[K] Do this!
[T] Like you knew this,
[T] is how we do
[K]
[T] Every, day all day, haha

[Keith] All you are wack on my balls, picture Kodak
Niggaz be talkin like hard, they fuckin asscrack
[Tim] These wack MC's tryin to sound like Kool
I take a bat and knocked out they front teeth, POW!
[Keith] From New York to Cali MC's keep poppin
With messed up grammar, your weak ain't stoppin shit
[Tim] Rappers nowadays clog my dick it's fog
Ever I came out, everybody want to be a Dog
[Keith] You on my list, your project just drowned in piss
When I hit your city, your area, blow your
[Tim] I got hardcore, rap score, elevated folklore
Nonsense I ignore, Tim Dog is

[Kool
Take out your whole backpiece, blow your spectrum
Wipe off shirt, your style is baby doo-doo squirt
I don't care, beware, smoke watch your back
I'm up close like pimples in your ass crack
workout, strategy for fuckin jerks
Your album's butthole, with inserts
Still light up shit point blank fuckin fireworks
Niggaz get busted cause half fights(?) for
Penalties are deadly for quality, how shit sound?
I'm not motherfuckers.

[Chorus: Tim Dog + Kool
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, on some Ultra shit
How many niggaz is on our (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on some shit
Niggaz on Ultra shit . (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit
How niggaz is on our dick? (Get off the dick!)
Niggaz on some Ultra shit, niggaz on Ultra shit

last line #1]
(Get off the dick!) on some Ultra shit (For life)

Dog]
God damn it's a brand new
back with the full packed mac, bustin off with the raw raps
Rippin rappers out the frame, cause it's that
You want your mic back; bitch you're gonna have to fight
up, raise up, if you're nice and
niggaz fuckin with D-O-G, is McNeely fuckin with Mike Tyson
I'm slicin, dicin MC's, they me ginsu
Niggaz get me amped, watch me get
I project my lyrical context
Bust in rappers anus cause it's better than sex
Hey yo I'm mad, and "I'm Bad", Mr. Cool J
I'm back with my man Kool Keith, hip-hop
Get down, for my crown, I'm a scholar
shit is so wack I wouldn't pay a fuckin dollar, holla
(Hooooooo!) it

[Chorus line #2]
Niggaz on some shit (Get off the dick!)

Keith]
Clench up tight, them champagne won't work tonight
raw beat, you're buttnaked standin on the street
Ass out cold, my target blows out your hole
Niggaz get flushed wet Pampers down the commode
German warfare, crazy style just like
No soft samples, corny loops, fiddler!
Niggaz get carried away with shit, every day
Useless mics, and vinyl time a bunch of wack
Ex-lax reveal your steelo's got the
Pack a bag, zip up your drama, catch the bus
Niggaz already been through sad stories; y'all Gus

Yeah I don't give a fuck the sunny Stet(?) drums
Who's usin the Moons, whatever I don't give a fuck
Cal(?)DeJade I don't a fuck, any snare, whatever
Distinctive loop, it all
Motherfuckers can go search
and find all these records if you I don't give a fuck!