Luyện nghe bài hát Hippa to da Hoppa

My are slammin'

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

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

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

better loosen they ass, felt the glass
A ounce bottle, yo, yo, yo, money, yo, pass
Woo woo woo, I sweat it
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,
come stinky like a girl's poo poo

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

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

Then I came with that old Al 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 area
When I shoot it through like a carrier
I keep my breath smellin' like so I can get
Funky, baby, I'm not it

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

Help,


Bastard, I know who you were