Luyện nghe bài hát In And Out

Fun, even funner, I'm the gunner, sub gun
It don't seem right that they get my theme right
They don't me, so we move forward
More words and phrases, my style

Come the scene with the means to rip shit
My brain's packed with the proper equipment
So step, I come the area to bury ya
I compose the makin' people merrier

the less, I sever the flesh with a razor
Reserve the beef, I'ma slay ya, hey
You never came a person like me
I instigate first come strike me

Then I'll and rip clothing, and I'm loathing
MCs who front like I know things
Check again, I get wreck on the down low
you sound slow

Retarded MCs get and check it
I hafta show a foe, I'ma flex it
Then I exit with my records and my next
Prepared, so be scared, I unexpected

I write in sections, testin' my slang
I bang MCs with these and make 'em
Dangle, what's ya angle? I strangle and choke
I hold Benedicts by throat

Until they sing notes a canary, fairy or genies
We out, they never seen me bust his face
I like when it hums and that sums up
My properties for the dum

Someone to check him, deck him, slam him
And put him in the bushes, so kids
No one needs to know, I'll and go into
And then tell ya what I've through

In one ear, right out the
In one ear, out the other
Go tell ya sister, go tell ya
In one ear, right out the

In one ear, right out the
In one ear, out the other
Go tell ya father, go tell ya
In one ear, right out the

I feel comfortable if your front
go elsewhere or disappear
Hear my style that's speaking
Creeking, making noises in the

When I write rhymes, I out my window
It's a bright day and I might
My skills in the or in a different neighborhood
my flavor could be the best, so let's test this

Yes, bitch, I saw you at the pool table
I could never talk to you but now a able
With the best of and, hey, how do you impress a duck?
By pullin' out a wad of bucks,

I need to stop this, I this, played this
I murder MCs and leave their ink less
Do you this is a twist, a turn?
I to burn those foes who haven't learned

To keep mouths closed guineas stout flows
Through your intestines, life is depressin'
I built my using patients
Some didn't us, some had to state it

In one ear, right out the
In one ear, out the other
Go ya sister, go tell ya mother
In one ear, right out the

In one ear, right out the
In one ear, out the other
Go tell ya father, go tell ya
In one ear, out the other