Luyện nghe bài hát Guerilla Monsoon Rap

Yeah, what I'm talkin' about
do it

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

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

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

Yo, I hit these Rmcees with the grip of like I was a Vulcan
Ain't a lot of ifs and ands, it's just talkin'
It's hard to swallow at times, so portions
Bitin' off more you can chew, create offense

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

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

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

See these four Emcees to get down
Rearrange the rap game, ya whole sound
Nigga you , gotta, understand the ta
Movin' and and always improvin' alot ta

I'll the, average Porsche ya Boxster talk
Break the bank on some old Frank
Slash Chi Town, Philly
Check the blast from Geneva, you can get slapped

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

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

Okay, my sound drenches, each of the senses
And hold the shock of electrified fences
It's truth or consequences, wit us or against us
Is you a soldier, or you a princess, dog?

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

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

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

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

I'm pissed, cumulus of ominous
of the Thor, the rawness that'll restore ya calmness
Unless, you be leg and armless
That's parapaleg' for those who believe in threats

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

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

That's what I'm talkin' about, what I'm talkin' about
C'mon, that's what I'm talkin' about, yeah, that's what I'm talkin'
C'mon, that's what I'm about, yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about
Kanye West, Kweli
Black Thought, Pharoahe