Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop Drunkies

Whats yo name? yo name?
My name is, Ol Bastard and Ima Alkaholik
Yeah, me too

Youre now rockin' with tha liks so start reachin' for the
I see some girls I know but yall different with your clothes on
up though, Tash came to steal it like the Grinch
While Im leavin' niggaz puzzled like I said my shit in

But its all olde English that Im from beneath
Try to bite my style on wax and watch these lyrics crack teeth
'Cause I make words connect like West side when I glide
My lyrical hand glider, nobodys tighter

Than a ruff rap provider, ninety ways to peel ya
So I the three words sound familiar
(Tash kill ya)
I filter out the weak time I speak
I drink to hit the peak to my mind go
(Beep)

Im def-da-fyin', you rappin' like my
Tryin' to scrape me for the style that slam than Kobe Bryant
Be quiet, this is likwidation the west
Motherfuck ya boozy show, I got my own guest

Yo, yo, breaker, breaker one nine
I bust this bitch in the behind the silver shine
she thought she was fine
She winked at me, I it was fine

This nigga poutin', hoe was mine
I had the alcohol in me, my time
Let a nigga ro Tate turn on the
Put in the diamond needle, it to your ego

What, you the in the chair on my ground
The of sound, its twenty seconds to a round
nigga, yous a shrimp, a full line of shit
My ear digest it

Stop all that motherfuckin' water
take it to the land
So I can Godzilla up sheeit
Mr. Tim Man

Niggaz be creepin' up my
When I to come down on your fuckin' asses
Try to chip on up, get these nuts
Motherfucker

The ro pimped the flow a hoe
So I should rap on the rap hone
My rhymes hittin' enough to crack a bone
I divide square MCs like
Bend you in half and drink a draft

I stop him, I skied out with all wampum
When hes on the ground, I let my dog scrilla chop him
I feels its all skills
The outcomes like Tyson Holy field

Your lyrics are return em to they rightful owners
My style is wild, gs or the pistol's
No need to ask, I put you on a ski mask
We can fight the power like this was P.E.

I bomb squads like hank
to my nigga Scott puttin' stickers on the block
I drink Brewster's than punky
Its the further adventures of the hip hop

You are hoes
Put it in ya my motherfuckin' hoe
Or in your hole, ear hole
Where the fuck it goes

You are hoes
Put it in ya my motherfuckin' hoe
Or in your hole, ear hole
Where the fuck it goes

Yeah, yo, yo, yo
No disrespect to any
Who tried to perfect, oh what the
Im a MC director, rhyme
Rated top ten, Brooklyn sector

Its the town original B-Boy Im rappin'
Whats happenin', so got the pope clappin'
Im smackin', on some chicken, you kickin'
You trickin', while Im vickin' hoes you your dick in

Step outta place, Tash smack your taste out your face
'Cause nowhere to hide unless you move to outer space
'Cause I motherfuckers like toxic fumes
So you when you hear the
(Make room, boom, boom)

Hey, sugar plum, how can you
That the of the volume, doesnt have no tune
Im not everyday, regular rap star peddler
One on one at your rap
of the hard way, threes the hard way
At you

So aiyyo, my is J-Ro
And my style is so dope call it ya, yo
I rap fast, I love green grass
nice on the mic, call me a mean ass

Extra Da-Llama, ha, ha, ha
Extra extra bring the
Verse a one, then slice a versa
God acre, murdered
Also as a rap wrecka, not a rhyme rebel

Youre just rhyme to streets
True beaters, minerals and rhymes survive
the acre without the attic, but not the only Asiatic
True God but my dick is my rob
Hoe dont kick mumbo jumbo

See the type of shit niggaz dont try at home
I come funkin' up the spot like Micheal cologne
With the mega drunken, to keep the crowd pumpin'
Niggaz lookin' at me like, is up to somethin

(Get and I stumbled)
But I come to trip, I came to bring it to ya humble
Tumble all your plots and all your
Ol in the house and thats my motherfuckin' man

Its the Likwid crew comin' through Ol Dirty from the Wu
Passin' your party, out with Allt he brew
So what new, niggaz think you wanna do?
Its the Likwid crew comin' with Ol Dirty from the Wu
Passin' party, jettin' out with Allt he brew
So what yall new, think you wanna do?