Luyện nghe bài hát Guard Your Grill

Has ever happened to you?
Can you name tune?
These victims knew how to guard they grill, this would've happened

I put two and two and I came up with four
You are forever, forgot, forbid, shouldn't to say much more
I been more crews than a flute, yeah I'll show ya
This is so damned scrap I betcha bro don't ya

You tried to get cool and say peace, save that peace for a
Stay and watch a real MC get raw
I never know, know when another will come to diss this
But if and they come I'm runnin' this merry fist miss

I shooker the crook and shaker the fake to get like a quick
It's another one dud and is dismissed
Kitty guard your grill, be for real, you ain't built
I'm silly ho smackin' MC's on a ninety tilt

The reason that it's tilted 'cos you're guilty, too hard to
It's not you're tryin' too gay, you're too hard
How hard can guard be, I say wassup?
Guard grill, knuckle up, put 'em up, yup

Guard grill, knuckle up
I ain't the to give up
your grill, knuckle up
I first, so what's up
your grill, knuckle up
Put em up, you tough
your grill, knuckle up

I give em much business, an
Damn, I love a glass
What are ya askin' for mercy, I'm
Huh, you know the game, you the name and you know the rep

You know the Kay, you know the Vin and you the Treach
no sleepin', no nothin', no rest and hey
No snoozin', no dozin', no way
Heapin' things up a Coke cup

Wind me up but I gets the low wits tha rough stuff
And enough to cut ya off a piece, still have enough
Then go around to and him because [Incomprehensible]
I, I got posse full a all fly like a chopper

Use to couldn't take em out 'cos was rowdy hip hoppers
so much gold for roast, the nuts don't knock us
My nuts are my homies that can hang proper
At school I had a lot, I filled with VCR's and

I had two grills, one a runner, one a
Back then I wore briefs, tella starter, hotter
Then I grew yea long so I had to switch to
How hard can your guard be, I say up?
Guard grill, knuckle up, put 'em up, duck

Guard grill, knuckle up
I ain't the type to up
Guard your grill, up
I first, so what's up?
Guard your grill, up
Put em up, you ain't
your grill, knuckle up

I lay, I lie, who knows like Pinnochio
Never to Tokyo or Keeper's Day Bolochio
Guard your grill, a feel, I rush hard
I got the fliest ride out here, the '91 bus

So callin' me for a ride ain't the
Huh, you want a lift ya better pick up a
Sayin' we will go for one cut, now dead
Oh yeah, 'bout as funny as Barbara Bush in a bobsled

Now how wrong can you be to we play
Even a clock is right at least twice a day
So now ya feelin' real low, ya no crow
You slow hobo, than Robo

Oh, here's another side of bein' real
You might it fulla cracks, but you still ain't shh
So try at those same style battle cry
I rock the U-train, the routes I battle by

I to sister shit, it 'til they quite slow
No matter white rap, shoot a pharaoh with a psycho
Put down ya handgun, up with'cha son
Look they come, I ain't the damned one

I was three steps from a peace prize
laid, piece of his eyes and his left thigh
Knuckle up, put 'em up, guard your grill
And that's comin' from Illtown, the hill

Guard grill, knuckle up
I ain't the type to up
Guard grill, knuckle up
I smoke first, so up?
Guard grill, knuckle up
Put em up, you tough
your grill, knuckle up

This out to the 118th Street Posse
My man in the house, y'know what I'm sayin'?
And oh yae, pss pss pss pss
Don't forget, your grill, knuckle up

A what up to my man Kid Capri
goes out to my man Jack Don
I gotta say what's up to my man Pop Dezza
up to Clark Kent and my man face?

This goes out to my man Fitz and the Down The Hill
'Cos they how to definitely guard they grill
I gotta say up to my man Dre and Easy in the house
This goes out to my man Tamere he's in here

What's up to my homey Kool G Rap and my Brand Nubian
Special shoutout to my man Grand Puba, one of the fiercest MC's out
Peace out
Peace to my man Ben, we outta here, peace!