Luyện nghe bài hát Guerilla Monsoon Rap

Yeah, that's what I'm talkin'
do it

Kanye West, turn me up
And Black Thought, turn me up
And Pharoahe Monch, c'mon me up
And Talib Kweli in the house

Guerrilla rap all the shorties like, who dat?
Got the whole like, how ya do dat?
Nigga you, get 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

We come and all the shorties like, who dat?
Got the whole like, how ya do dat?
Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

Yo, I hit these Rmcees with the grip of like I was a Vulcan
a lot of ifs and ands, it's just straight talkin'
It's to swallow at times, so take portions
Bitin' off than you can chew, create offense

Emcee species endangered dolphins
Rappers is spittin' into they own coffins
Hear come the Dundee moves launchin'
Thought, quit playin' him close and back up off him

Kweli, spruce to the tree, to the Lee
The real Emcee, that your favorite rapper to be
One by one I knock 'em out like Schoolly D, my is eulogy
A flea could move a tree, ya think ya movin' me

A black and blue emcees, actin' new to me, get stupidly
lack skills, like the black community lack unity
Still my heard like Ali De Phrase
Step off the stage to shouts of Kweli

See four Emcees came to get down
Rearrange the rap game, change ya sound
Nigga you , gotta, the plot ta
Movin' and groovin' and improvin' alot ta

I'll outfox the, Porsche ya Boxster talk
Break the bank on old Frank Sinatra
Slash Chi Town, slash
Check the blast Geneva, you can get slapped silly

Guerrilla rap all the shorties like, who dat?
Got the whole crowd like, how ya do
Nigga you, get smacked ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

We come through and all the shorties like, who
Got the whole like, how ya do dat?
you, get smacked 'til ya blue black
And ya crew, give me dap true dat

Okay, my drenches, each of the five senses
And hold the value of electrified fences
It's truth or consequences, wit us or against us
Is you a dedicated soldier, or you a princess,

I'm in it to win it and not for the
Got a crib with a and a gat on the shelf
Nan competition, gotta battle myself
And me and on a mission, gettin' Pharoahe for help

From natives in trailor tears to players sippin' Belvedere
We always comin' well prepared, and all my dogs' smellin'
Plus, even my niggaz from the Bede say you scared
Truth or consequences, and all senses be aware

Your style under there, hell if I care
What hardship you claim to see, but I can by your stare
you fugazi, sayin' ya crew blazin'
Like Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we makin'

Guerrilla rap, smell the fumes, get in tune wit it
When I attack city, y'all gon' think Dr. Doom did it
Spit it like trash in seed spittin' contests
With a vendetta that sent a letter bomb to Congress

I'm pissed, cumulus of ominous
Words of the Thor, the rawness restore ya calmness
Unless, you wanna be leg and
That's parapaleg' for those who in bomb threats

Guerrilla monsoon rap all the shorties like, who
Got the crowd like, how ya do dat?
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya blue
And ya crew, give me dap like dat

We come through and all the like, who dat?
Got the whole crowd like, how ya do
Nigga you, get smacked 'til ya black
And ya crew, me dap like true dat, nigga

That's what I'm talkin' about, that's I'm talkin' about
C'mon, that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah, that's what I'm about
C'mon, that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah, that's what I'm talkin'
[Incomprehensible] Kanye West,
Thought, Monch Pharoahe