Luyện nghe bài hát In And Out

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

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

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

I'll flip and rip clothing, and I'm loathing
MCs who like I don't know things
Check again, I get again on the down low
Because you slow

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

I write rhymes in sections, testin' my
I bang MCs with these and 'em hang
Dangle, what's ya angle? When I strangle and
I Benedicts by their throat

Until they sing like a canary, fairy or genies
We slipped out, they seen me bust his face
I like bass when it and that sums up
My for the dum dums

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

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

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

I would feel if your front
go elsewhere or disappear
Hear my specific 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 hills or in a different
'Cause my flavor could be the best, so test this

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

I to stop this, I plop this, played this
I MCs and leave their pens ink less
Do you think is a twist, a turn?
I insist to burn those foes who haven't

To keep they closed guineas stout flows
Through your intestines, when is depressin'
I my foundation using patients
Some didn't hear us, some had to it

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

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