Luyện nghe bài hát How I'm Comin'

Boom, bash, up, I set it off right.
Look around, and your wet dream to fright 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.
you for ya dough, spit on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, it on.
I smack him down, yo dope, word is bond.
I you want a piece of the champ,
But you roll too weak, you make it in my camp.
You thought I for the flip,
But I'm bustin' off hip-hop, clip clip.
I you out there, ripped you for your wear.
inside your video, bust you with a chair.
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Just to make it worse and hurt your pride run it back,
Smack, slap, smack, slap, smack, slap, smack.
Click, click, boom, stop dead in tracks.
Stick the steel in mouth,
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, out.

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

The album that I'm comin' with is rough, the mean.
(Ooh.) you for real, in the guillotine.
Fourteen shots to dome, kid.
I'm doin' in the game like a bid.
Movin' rhymes a package.
So step up and get your nostrils damaged.
Shootin', lickin', bustin', sprayin', all of that,
And some, dead, dead, dead, one by one.
Never step to a man,
Cause your rhymes only work on a program.
They impress your friends, bring you a little ends,
But you you gotta ride in your man's benz.
to hip-hop, I'm a blast ya.
Gotta set you on fire, I gassed 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 ya smoke?
I'll never again, I'm off the job like the mob.
Hey, no prob', solved, on the knob, make 'em soft, drob.
you gotta deal with is real, made of steel.
You can feel it comin', burnin', buildin', like an eel.
Movin', killin', breakin', servin' you, just a meal.
Take off clothes, and taste the steel.

Check, baby,
Rockabye baby, on the top.
up your mouth, and taste 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' scared me on,
my first television with my backup tip hard.

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

What did you learn from the I just gave ya?
Obey your momma, be on best behavior.
never endin', and I am recommendin'
You put your as Brendan.
I see is blendin'
The that I'm sendin'.
Is there ain't no
Get in the trunk, buy the album, I'm endin'.

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