Luyện nghe bài hát Hungry

Yo, don't want none of this
Niggaz they can't fuck with this
Turn this shit up a little more

I walk the night in armor, bomb a nigga like a winter coat
Have him on Death Row searchin' for an scope
Yet I sparkle like Irene Cara symbolize dope, sirens do terror
Mariel just had a someone else decapitated

Flashbacks of past raps make me so glad I it
Players is gettin' traded, I drop a gem off, them who's is jaded
My juice is grated shit is so niggaz say it's gang related
On rink of thought, I've skated with precision

Crews is gettin' split like decisions com let it ride in collision
Vision like Coleco or tel, I stars in stellar
Regions, my scheme was my like my offspring
Now, it's

My reason of applies to season and time
Season of mind, body and divine
In cookouts, I'm leavin' the swine
Verbal vegetarian, beef with Ice Cube

Came in this rap nude now I'm fully clothed with flows
You tricks can't behind expensive cars and clothes
Old I expose like Luke does hoes in videos
With material, imperial and rugged like

Got mag but my a mic
You fake like a smile, like a hug, I'm
ladies, this is rip a muthafucka night
Oracle arouse, niggaz don't run for cover right

Downtown interracial lovers hands
I breathe heavy like an old man, with a cold can of Old
a Stone Isle profile
Mix between Malcolm X and Sef I go wild

Hold mics like a second nut until the comin'
comin' towards you with power like forwards do
Hip hop, you my and like a Ford, I'm explorin' you
So, wack be cool, with them, I stay cordial

Flowin' room temperature, cats is presumed
Like golf soft like Woods
And real nigga angles I've stood with ways geometric
need to rob banks with dike broads to set it

I levitate to the occasion, like a lyricist
Rhyme wise, you a haven
You sat by the door spooked I was Wes Craven
You need to do more and less savin'

A in hell, raisin heaven
the bill on my pager leavens
What you have known from day one
You will on day

Hungry hip hop in the city
hip hop junkie in the city
Hungry hip hop junkie in the