Luyện nghe bài hát Hippa to da Hoppa

My are slammin'

My beats are slammin' from the programmin'
My man, Bob Marley, hey, my man, Jammin'
You could touch the stamina, while I'm rammin' the
Hip hop crowd makes me rrah rrah

Other MC's got flipped with the
Beggin' me for mercy, stop the please
No, 'cause I'm a pro, rap to the
Make a crowd say hoe, at a strip

Represent, my name is Ason, calm
Rhyme's too smoky, funky like a bomb
Boom, blowin' up niggaz, better than the trigger
So you betta run for

Niggaz loosen they ass, felt the glass
A forty ounce bottle, yo, yo, yo, money, yo,
Woo woo woo, I it live
MC gonna live God? No, the nigga

The maximum of are populatin'
The minimum of those are dominatin'
Now all an' together now, to what, what,
Rhymes stinky like a girl's poo poo

to da hoppa an' you just don't stoppa
Hippa to da an' you just don't stoppa

Ahh, shit, here I go once
Rhymes get shitty from the that I spend
I come old like toe fungus
Ask my grandpop, Pop Duke my soul

Then I came with old Al Green shit
Sadie, me the ballistic
I get you blurry in your eye a high note
Down to the Brownsville, oops, you got

The shit I'm droppin' is stinkin' up your
When I it through like a messenger carrier
I keep my breath like shit so I can get
Funky, baby, I'm not it

Hippa to da hoppa an' you don't stoppa
to da hoppa an' you just don't stoppa
Hippa to da hoppa an' you don't stoppa
to da hoppa an' you just don't stoppa

Help,


Bastard, I didn't who you were