Luyện nghe bài hát Heavy Ammunition

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)

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

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

I'm funky as hell, I rock the twelve inch
And now fakes imitate, the great like
Oh, goodness gracious, oh, golly gee
I'm good googa booga good golly, Miss

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

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

Best in my section, I'm check the lesson
Progress is progressin' as I'm buildin' on my
raps are gettin' super static
With the rap erratical acrobatical combatical

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

Hip hip hoorah, it out one two the
Thing I swing I won't front
Yo, I got the lyrical to your chest
So nigga don't test 'cause my is the tec
Kid, I kick the ill skill yo, did you
I bust caps raps, packin' 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 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 have to dip so
(Buck buck, rat-tat-tat, I'm on a mission)

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

The black Lil' Raskal, with loot like
I make rhyme by throwin' chairs at Geraldo
Rivera, I joke around like, Hanna
But mirror, Tame is a terror

My hair got the knots, my name got the
I'm the coach of a rap note I call the shots
Tamedy Tamedy, I'm the mad me
Damn style and T why? We ain't family

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

Comin' to cap, two with the fat rapture
to Tic-Tac, my style you can't catch a
Why? Let's see, I'm not ordinary, kind of impossible,
pop a lot of bull, skip to my loo, I'm never ever to do
Hot tamale, oh golly, I'm with the folly

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

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

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

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