Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Ammunition

Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
ammunition so I don't have to dip so
(Pack Pistol Posse, some more pro shit)

I pack a rap that's the joint, I like to point the at domes
Of MC's who need to be up, like homegrown
Ism I get bizm, rhythm no bullshit
My best rhymes rank like a tec-9 with a full

I'm as hell, since I rock the twelve inch
And now fakes imitate, the like Elvis
Oh, gracious, oh, golly gee wolly
I'm good googa booga golly, Miss Molly

I use a loaf of bread, a of milk, a stick of butter
To keep my weight up, to a sucker to the gutter
I empty my rhyme and kick like a fat gat
El, you got my back so where's black ass at?

I'll let loose to juice to the funk spunk, no punk
I'm doin' the chicken as I'm kickin' like a Shaolin monk
MC El Da Sensai another one to bash ya
master, blastet, kick my skit faster

Best in my section, I'm fresher the lesson
Progress is as I'm buildin' on my section
Hyperactive raps are gettin' super
With the rap acrobatical mass combatical

So, move 'cause the style that's rippin'
Is comin' from the grand man is not slippin'
But I'm trippin', romp stomp and pomp
'Cause my style is Renaldo Neidermeyer

Hip hip hoorah, it out one two the
Thing that I swing I front
Yo, I got the ammunition to your chest
So don't test 'cause my mouth is the tec
Kid, I kick the ill yo, did you listen?
I bust caps raps, packin' heavy ammunition

Heavy so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Heavy so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Heavy so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

Ya gotta excuse me, I was just scheamin' on a
And I knew it was my duty 'cause the honey had a
I up jumped the boogie, to the the beat
I'm a hellafied nigga, you can call me TD

The black Raskal, with loot like Waldo
I make Oprah rhyme by throwin' chairs at
Rivera, I joke around like, Barbara
But mirror mirror, Tame is a

My hair got the knots, my got the props
I'm the coach of a rap 'cause I call the shots
Tamedy, I'm showin' the mad me
Damn style flam and T why? We family

Keep real, I smoke buddha and pack steel
Check the rap deck 'cause this is the last
Good God, baby pah, it to me check it
Bust it, it

Comin' back to cap, two the fat rapture
Intact to Tic-Tac, my style you can't a
Why? Let's see, I'm not ordinary, of impossible, unstoppable
Brothers pop a lot of bull, skip to my loo, I'm ever to do
Hot tamale, oh golly, I'm wicked the folly

All of sneakers fo' the freaker of the speaker
for the bottoms and the highs for the tweeters
Sample from The Meters, check it how I the
Words for pound, fuck ten ounces and the liters

I won't Blow, even if you said his name was Kurtis
My style can go through changes, from Latin down to
So keep slippin' that ass I'll be kickin'
El Da Sensai, with the ammunition

Heavy so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Yeah, heavy ammunition so I have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

ammunition so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
ammunition so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

ammunition so I don't have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

Heavy ammunition so I have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)
Heavy ammunition so I don't to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

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