Luyện nghe bài hát Host Wit Da Most

Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' from the Coast
Yo, the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da kid
Comin' from the Coast
bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East

Well, I'm surprised open eyes because it's me G
I mention I the slang wit me and my man just like it's a Frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it Willis
Herman, when I'm rhymin' I'm the pape's like Simon

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I be the best-a
I figgity fuck the flame but in the sun, now for Esther
So hi-ho, I'm Silver, I'm the pape's when I kicks
The shit that'll you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

For the chicks, I be on my good foot, you get ass kicked
So yibbida yoozy, fuck that floozy Suzy Chopstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it's
I'm swingin' my Dukes of Hazard just Bo, Luke, Daisy
I'm

Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' the East Coast
Yo, the host wit da most kid
from the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da kid
Comin' the East Coast
Word bond it's the wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East

Aiyo, well here's the story, is sleepin', nighty nighty
almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Flippin' and rippin' a tongue but some niggas seems to digs me
So I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby I'm the shit, G

Dixie, they in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin' I it
But I be icing crews wit the flakes they frosted

So hip hip hooray, wantin' me I do a
New way to a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man with no beef or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to pops

Yo, the host wit da most kid
Comin' from the Coast
Yo, the host wit da most kid
Comin' the East Coast

Yeah, it's the host wit da kid
Comin' from the East
bond it's the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the East

Well um, knock knock, that? Guess what? My crew's back
Rippin' the hip-hop, Penelope pit
Doin' the bitin', the I be writin', you're givin' me rabies
They be usin' my terms for sperm and makin babies

Hey ladies, I my A B's, I'm makin CD's
I heard you was your spinach boy, you better be eatin' your Weeties
Comprendo, so let your know I'm losin' my noodle
'Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my

I'm the slang slipper, quick to clip a QB
dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and I puts my in
Hangin' loosely, oh yes G, niggas be wantin' to me

Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' from the East
Yo, it's the host wit da kid
Comin' the East Coast

Yeah, it's the wit da most kid
from the East Coast
Word bond the host wit da most kid
Yeah, comin' from the Coast

Hear ye, hear ye, don't any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin' shit, still Dead
there, I didn't go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be niggas' fronts like them creases in your cavity

For though, jumpin' jalopy's, I'm rougher than hockey
I drop these bumpy my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I'm flayer than the sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump it like Aretha

I boogie bang bang the thang a cramp style slant
Niggas be to hang but they can't G
against, I'm gettin' elegant with the skill again
It don't a thang if I ain't got my Philly, kid

Yo, the host wit da most kid
Comin' the East Coast
Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' from the East

Yeah, it's the host wit da kid
Comin' from the Coast
Word bond the host wit da most kid
Yeah, from the East Coast

Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' the East Coast
Yo, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' the East Coast

Yeah, it's the wit da most kid
Comin' from the East
Word bond it's the wit da most kid
Yeah, from the East Coast