Luyện nghe bài hát How I'm Comin'

Boom, bash, up, I set it off right.
Look around, and turn your wet dream to night.
You can call me R and B, homies, stands for rough brother,
to my grandmother.
I buck you in the head to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, on the flo',
it out of ya, bring it on.
I smack him down, yo dope, word is bond.
I know you want a of the champ,
But you roll too weak, you couldn't it in my camp.
You I went for the flip,
But I'm bustin' off hip-hop, clip clip.
I you out there, ripped you for your wear.
Jump inside video, bust you with a chair.
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Just to it worse and hurt your pride I'll run it back,
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Click, click, boom, stop in your tracks.
Stick the in your mouth,
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, out.

(I'm comin'.)
How ya comin',
(I'm comin'.)
is how I'm comin'.

The that I'm comin' with is rough, the flavor's mean.
(Ooh.) you for real, in the guillotine.
Fourteen shots to dome, kid.
I'm time in the game like a bid.
rhymes like a package.
So stigetty step up and get nostrils damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
Never step to a man,
Cause rhymes only work on a playground program.
They impress your little friends, you a little ends,
But you still you ride in your man's benz.
to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya.
Gotta set you on fire, cause I ya.
Boom, blow, Batman, bang, pow.
(what,) uh, (what,) that's the way goin' down.
My new ain't no joke.
You want to take me out, how many bunch ya
I'll slack again, I'm off the job like the mob.
Hey, no prob', solved, on the knob, make 'em soft, drob.
What you gotta deal with is real, of steel.
You can it comin', burnin', buildin', flowin' like an eel.
Movin', killin', breakin', servin' you, like a meal.
Take off your clothes, and the steel.

Check, baby,
Rockabye baby, on the top.
Open up your mouth, and my gallot.
When your jaw breaks your teeth will fall.
will come the monkey, banana clip, and all.
Splat, (buck, buck, buck) all over wit'.
Another plan O.D.'ed my war hit.
The way I'm workin', and jerkin', and hurtin', converted.
get murdered, 'cause I waffle birded.
Get face out the bill, catch the thrill.
Carry a nine, put your on the bill.
The thought of you gettin' turns me on,
my first television with my backup tip hard.

So your mouth kid? Where's your heart, shorty?
It's all over, cash your chips in, a forty.
You thirsty, you ain't gettin' no mercy, mercy,
And ain't no way you can rehearse for me.
Murder I wrote, I wrote, is what I figure.
in my tote, it's in my tote, so I pull the trigger.
Put up your women, crib, your speakers,
Your dog, your cat, your crate, speakers,
Your sister, your aunt, your crew, Knicks.
Got 'em booin', all you rappers who think that's too tough.
Bam, bam, here's a hit you you had.
A hit that makes you mad, a hit that you slap your dad.
Dead, dead, dead, kill, dead, kill, dead.
Try to me, I gots to buck you in your head.
I your file, click.
I know you're to style, blow.
wild, when it's come to this I never smile.

What did you learn from the lesson I gave ya?
Obey your momma, be on your behavior.
It's endin', and I am recommendin'
You put your as Brendan.
I see is blendin'
The that I'm sendin'.
Is there no pretendin'?
Get in the trunk, buy the album, I'm endin'.

is how I'm comin'.
How ya comin',