Luyện nghe bài hát Host Wit Da Most

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

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

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

Says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the
I figgity the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho, I'm Silver, I'm makin the pape's when I
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 that ass
So yibbida yabber yoozy, fuck that Suzy Chopstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, Krazy
I'm swingin' my Dukes of just like Bo, Luke, Daisy
I'm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hear ye, hear ye, look any further G, see he here is
mic checkin' shit, still Dead Serious
Hello there, I go nowhere, what up with the static G?
I be damagin' niggas' fronts like them creases in your

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

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

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

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

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