Luyện nghe bài hát Heaterz

Hang for my nigga Tical
Yo, word to God we run this shit, son
Right that's my
Guaranteed you're with the invincible

That's my word, Persian legacy one time, one
the science of the black man
Stationary niggaz, have fun on right here
Yo Shorty cross arms

Gonna rock to sleep this year
Blade thrower, sword swinga, bee ringer
Rocky road roll greener
Cream mas, name your God Ukarema

out Medina, federaloes Noxzema
Me jury cleaner, Million Man screamers
Rae Cartegna, cut your joint
The lonzina, wrapped around the wrist, law her

How I got yo, threw out the macker named Gina
a shot, seen her, it ricocheted, tapped Tina
Now I'm out, lampin' in Korea Talima
We moseyin', Adidas, best believe

I got the black heater little joint, Moschino
Yo, Robby, whattup, Max tried to follow me
loungin', clean up collect, like the laundry
It's time yo swerve like the Nike

Windbreaker Laker throw a jump shot her
Statuary yo floatin' snatch-uary
Aiyyo, a hole in your limo, weed pass the dutch

Yo, this is MC wizardry, killa bee
Men of respect, blessed wisdom of the ancients
My words are blatant, necks for statements
Are like lead projectiles, straight out the basement

I suplex your rap, left ruined like the
Parasites, double edge dice larynx
My hip-hop, swarmin' team inside the detox
Under key flock, it's like and E-glocks

ill, your trail end thoughts are frail
I strike the and let one survive to tell the tale
Of my state of grace, I the stakes on snakes
Knock 'em off the big eights for takin' up space

Never did fear 'em, 'em with the truth serum
Who sent 'em, 'em before my charge is ended
hitter flows with the transistor
Kinetic globes will then shine, burns your retina

Urban journal, eternal broadcaster
Before and after, I be self and master

I be the Ironside, get with the chloride
Take with the Nine Finger bandits worldwide
Shaolin hillside, of homicides
you dissastified the double dyed black brown I advise

Yo, box sequence, powerhouse kickout
Eyes dusty, wet, butt-naked with my out
I'm direct, best, golden chest is blessed
Scarce chapter, batcher went to fresh

It sound far fetched, mountain men that be
You get buckshot, dumb be clapped, mummy and stitched
The Jeffrey Dahmer Notre Damer sing the the strongest
Brute force bullet hole straight through chorus

Shank you with the think tank, harmony cut
A can of ass whoopin' flurry shake, you fucks
Struck, love crooks, why for hooks
cocaine cook, a marvelous book
This death bent doctrine, for the youth
What remains, a tiger in the booth

Last night, I a trip down to Crown Heights
Fast life, females are trife, tight
I detect parasite, satellite
RZA makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do shows

My slang sound write secretary
Backflip on the mic, I'm the black man
Workin' for the grand, I understand clear
Don't fear, my new gear it's different from yours

My style drop jaws, you see me on tours
Don't you to say peace, the kid from the street
Put my technology on the track, just then the attack
Wu CappaFive, CD attack

But my talk live killa beehive
Bermuda my angle, rectangle gold fronts
Bring the gold dangle, never me throw darts
Check out my arts, when I release my
Hot Pop Tarts, aim me at the charts