Luyện nghe bài hát Glocko Pop

Digital

So we check the 25th caller
Hello? Caller, you're on the air, yeah, hello?
on the air, sweetheart, hello, yeah,
I'd like to make a request, yeah, I wanna somethin' digital, oh yeah
That means somethin' that's gonna me up and turn me on
Well, I got this new joint, the Glocko Pop, Pop?
Yeah, Pop, oh, I love that song, oh my God
Here it is, for you, sugar

Digital back on the set
Watch girl's get wet wet wet wet
Drip drip drip, drop drop drop drop
Hip-hop you just can't stop stop
Watch my glock glock glock
It pop pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop

His go pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
You stomp the off yo' block
My pop pop pop

Bob Digi-tech live in
You just didn't
One man to along and bring a new song
To break your down,
You carry the sound
Buckwild juvenile Shaolin Island, what? What?
Who wants to get
Remain

My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
His pop pop pop
His pop pop pop
My son go pop pop pop
My gun go pop pop pop
His pop pop pop
One love, go pop pop pop
His go pop pop pop

Yo, who play the hero? Your chances are slim
Less than zero, Shaolin friend
That's the though, came to satisfy but can't get no
Sound pasified the get-go, Cuban neckties for you Kiko
Only mines for protection
The hoods like the West I reckon
Hold up a second, lost my and
Take it from the top bitch or do

Mr. runnin' in your session
With nothin' but my as my weapon
And twenty-eight of aggression
Do it for my people when I take it
Like I'm repo-man, double 'o' negro
Know who I am? No, I give a damn
Evil, flash ya crooked I like I'm
Gets down and dirty like your moms pots and

From a smoked pipe, drink it down Sedan
is how ya enter the Wu-Tang Clan, yeah
36 Chambers, you're pu-tang man,
Brothers with a mic make a true thin, yeah
Brother with a gun make the loot hands, word
how it is
You ask RZ-A
The rain, or snow I deliver

DJ, that music turns me on

The marvelous bone crushin'
Appears to be blind in
Daredevil bang with shovel iron skin
Starks, liquid metal the rebel in the evenin'
Shadows
Vanishin' the of instruction
Fuckin' with the Production
Is Lord to all who and see

My art too to teach,
Read my death touch, ascended between each point
Slendid, hand Swingin' recommended
through the bone intended
Try to the classes, reflection of perfection
Mic-phone swing like numb to scar
Mohammed Ali, Mic MC, Shakwan the dead sea
Dead sea,

Yo, my keeps playin' tricks, I'm caught up in The Matrix
Digital mould, flows is all wasted
You smoke weed with seeds, I mines and lace it
Two tokes a pass, kid it's all
I know you lust, so relax and be
As as I spark the stem, ya all taste it
Number one on the charts, it's to erase it
Replace it, you was wack from the start, it

DJ, that just turns me on

My pop pop pop
His go pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
My pop pop pop
You stomp the off yo' block
My pop pop pop

DJ, that music just me on