Luyện nghe bài hát Illa Noyz

You didn't know so let it flow my bang ya
Crews move to my tunes before the
Consider it
slay it, play a beat like a perfect stranger

Simple and plain me the lane-ah
the beat like grand groove
My hustle is mad
platoon since the rise of the black moon

Since you assume, you've seen my sun
And O.G.C you notice me with Skeltah vibing
Wack blinding
Wreck from mine, for man slaughtering at times

The Bucktown
like a swan with rhymes, who you be the Illa?
You me in your inner I deliver deadly like postmen
I'm holding, hold up an understatement
When the beats it ain't no move faking

I'm more them FBI guys with the awakening
Further contemplation may lead to some being taken
When it's Noyz you're
Your in a stressful situation

And it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like noise in
Yeah, it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville

I am
(Here we go)
T A W, L Sean, to bring trouble to
Phony MCs I 'em up with my pistol
Try to fuck Ruck feel the heat from the missile

the issue? The issue is the topic at hand
Niggas rip and never say shit when the in my hand
Got the upper hand brother man, through the knowledge
God cipher divine rhymes will like polish

Demolish, I'll do just
Abolishing funny style cats with them acts
Since that has been
The underdog from the underground leaves you're face

Like a back massage
Or police with a bogus
I'm pulling your
To is my specialty
(Yo it be)

See you don't have your cheat sheet for this
So take a
And become the one to make a rational upon, you gone
Underestimating Boot Camp bomb

And it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like noise in

Yo, who is this dufis? Thinking he
Broccoli your toothless, now you and look stupid
You get your spun around like a screw just
For being the only in the town full of men like smurf Edna

Little blue bitch take a foul, fuck mama
Smack her if she never warned you about a walking bombita
I ain't lying ya boys-ah, that's a fair one ask Illa
(Yup, yup, yup)
And like my nephew I break toys

The Boot phantoms amp son
Some of this dismantle brothers with anthems
Cheaters want me like Champion clothes
But home info inside your head congest like common cold
I'm on flip mode

Son the stage amaze after a Spliff Star
Lord Have Mercy I Bust them rhymes bar after bar
See my spread, Its no longer a hobby
try me but I put that ass to beds so pull a Javi

And it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, sound ill like noise in
Yeah, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill like noise in
Yeah, it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill like noise in
Yes, it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville

And it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, sound ill noise in Brownsville
Yeah, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville
Yes, it does, ill like noise in Brownsville