Luyện nghe bài hát Illa Noyz

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

Simple and give me the lane-ah
Catch the beat like grand
My hustle is mad
Tight platoon since the rise of the black

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

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

I'm more them FBI guys with the rude
Further contemplation may lead to some titles being
When it's you're facing
placed in a stressful situation

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

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

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

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

Like a therapeutic massage
Or police a bogus charge
I'm pulling card
To scar is my
(Yo it be)

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

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

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

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

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

Son Rampage the stage amaze a Spliff Star
Lord Have Mercy when I Bust 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, ill like 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

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

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

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