Luyện nghe bài hát Humrush

Bert, is that
Ahh, an empty place, oh, I it
A perfect to practice the exciting art of humming

Hum along, if you can't along, hum along
Hum along, if you sing along you hum along
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Yeah, hum along Zev Love X

Very this thing
and drumming, there's hummingbirds with wings
And feathers of the same, so we much
Plus rock, so on and so such, I this
Mic, to touch like an entire
With my boys to aid me, so we'll play, if you pay me

Beats sound fickle, rented Jeep sickenin'
To those with no soul, as I roll with my
Bugle boy, boy, toot your own horn
Frugal endure, as the talents was born
Minus, the Jim jankle Hammerschitt

His name, ain't my name, 'cause X permittin' shit
I's no hypocrite, so yo, zip lip
Z L be rippin', out rip
No, no, no, shake your hip or your
Forget what I'm sayin', pump your fist to the drum and

Hum along, if you sing along, hum along
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Hum along, if you can't along, hum along
Hum with the Kid

You could have I was a what? A Penn Station pennybegger
I gots more than your neighborhood bootlegger
Swingin' hard like a forty on a hooker
Cuter than Booker, a real good

Yeah, a brown man is gettin' and
To this sound and you'll check it out, so plops the sound man
I'm just the beats kickers kickin' lingo
'Til comes my payday, if rap was soccer, I'd be

Scorin' hard, I eat no or lard
So in me becaue you trust in God
The Lord, bet I proves, began for this man
'Cause the bills stay paid from mic within my hand

I'm not your everyday cotton pickin' or bailin' hay
Hoe trickin' brother who to eat chicken
Anyway, just hum along as the drummer along
This I along, not to sing along, but just to

Hum along, if you sing along, hum along
Hum along, if you can't sing along, hum
Ya hum along, if you can't sing along ya hum
Hum with the one

Hurry, hurry, hurry, step right up and sing it
So it back and forth, just to swing it
a voom to a hum, can get smooth
So I choose to slow, to amuse

To the apex, I strides from L I
To the car new age, to rip raw
Need no rehease, I bust fat galore
Self Universal Born Cypher Cee no more, hear no more
Can no more, huh, I less or I guess

I toss or throw it up and when it drop, I'm forced to it up
Give a little, a little, grunt or fake a little
Pause, you wanna counterfeit the Kause havin' it
All your hopes cease, so closely, hush
I wrote boastin' note, you can't the humrush

Bow, blowin up, one nine eight, X
And is how we kicks it, for eighty decker
This is for the God's, the God's, the God's, yeah, you stop, heh