Luyện nghe bài hát Host Wit Da Most

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

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

Well, I'm open your eyes because it's me G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it's a
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like
Herman, when I'm rhymin' I'm makin' the pape's 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 makin the pape's I kicks
The shit that'll make you when I lose his fleas, lice and his ticks

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

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

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

Aiyo, here's the story, niggas is sleepin', nighty nighty
almighty, I'm bringin' it live G, see I be
Flippin' and a tongue but some niggas don't seems to digs me
So I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby I'm the shit, G

Dixie, they dribblin' in Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so I lost it
But I be icing crews wit the 'til they frosted

So hip hip hooray, me while 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 grand

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

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

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

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

I'm the slippery 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, be wantin' to test me

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

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

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

For real though, jumpin' jalopy's, I'm than hockey
I drop these bumpy 'cos my is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I'm than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it Aretha

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

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

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

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