Luyện nghe bài hát Heaterz

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

That's my word, legacy one time, one time
Check the science of the man
Stationary niggaz, have fun on this right
Yo Shorty your arms

rock niggaz to sleep this year
Blade thrower, sword swinga, killa bee
Rocky road dark greener
Cream fade mas, name God Ukarema

Shout out Medina, federaloes
Me jury cleaner, Million Man screamers
Rae Cartegna, cut joint Wolverine
The lonzina, wrapped the wrist, law seen her

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

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

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

I suplex your rap, left ruined the Aztecs
Parasites, double dice your larynx
My hip-hop, swarmin' locked inside the detox
Under key flock, it's like B-block and

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

did fear 'em, stick 'em with the truth serum
Who 'em, arrest 'em before my charge is ended
Designated hitter with the transistor
globes light will then shine, burns your retina

Urban journal, plus broadcaster
Before and after, I be self lord and

I be the Ironside, get touched with the
walk with the Nine Finger bandits worldwide
Shaolin hillside, of homicides
Fuck you dissastified the double dyed black I advise

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

It sound far fetched, mountain men be rich
You get buckshot, dumb be clapped, mummy wrapped and
The Jeffrey Dahmer Notre sing the song the strongest
Brute force hole straight through your chorus

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

Last night, I took a trip to Crown Heights
Fast life, are trife, stay tight
I that parasite, satellite
RZA beat makes me wanna fight get hyped, come to do

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

My drop like jaws, you see me on tours
you wait to say peace, the kid from the street
Put my technology on the track, just then the attack
Wu article CappaFive, CD

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