Luyện nghe bài hát Hungry

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

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

Flashbacks of past make me so glad I made 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 split like decisions com will let it ride in collision
Vision like Coleco or tel, I battle in stellar
Regions, my thought was my like my offspring
Now, it's

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

Came in this rap life nude now I'm fully with flows
You can't hide behind expensive cars and clothes
Old niggaz I expose like Luke does hoes in
With classic material, imperial and like

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

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

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

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

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

A praise in hell, raisin
Like the bill on my leavens
What you have known from day one
You on day seven

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