Luyện nghe bài hát Intrigued

Hit the floor and roll E's on fire
I'm your motherfucker but not Jerry
I'm the dark packin' Mac 10 who get busy
puttin' shit in the proper perspective

Strapped the gat bustin' caps across the map
Yo the crew's back royalties and ASCAP,
I'm six two fat went with the shoe
Diamond and jewels with the swimmin' pools

And the sauna, on some marijuana
From Tiajuana, around and youse a goner
I the cash don't flash the cash what?
You on this kid I smash that ass

the one two-er, bringin' it from the sewer to the land
Cross the sand, biggedy
to Business with my miggidy-man
Got plans to blow, solidifyin all in the game
coalition, stiggedy-stop look and listen

To the hot shit, I'm the Tale of that Bronx
Call me Sonny, with pounds of
raw music, call my style swoosh
Please say, "Mister" when you me

Yeah uh, EPMD and Das EFX, to flex
Like Funkmaster, to Business in your tape deck
Steel, I hold it, put it blindfolded
Hangin' upside down, bust it, reload it

Yo, I'm comin' up from Virginia, on the
Havin dinner y'all, with this named Levinia
ringin', it's Books how ya livin'
Fat like Thanksgiving, drop some shit like a

Yo, the boogie banger, Rover to Ranger
Danger, I'm iggidy-off the planet Kramer
My iggidy-anger, slaughter, iggidy-out of
Split your monkey ass in half Moses split the wiggidy-water

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Any hype, out the door, it
the Squadron wants, uhh bill it
E P M D out the box we be
We hold the title, priests hold the bible

God bless, to any MC who test
Survival of the fittest, fuck it life or
With will manuevers, slash producer
Puttin; it with E-Dub, in the sewer

Some riggidy-real thugs, sex and drugs
Liggidy-left rugs, drinkin' beers out of gold mugs
in the barrel, on name brand apparel
Briggidy-bringin' drama John Travolta in Arrow

But need for that, Smith squeeze the gat
Ease 'em back, or niggaz gon' biggidy-bleed, in
It's wiggidy wild shine like the head, of Golden
Corrupt styles, sinister smile, we takin' bails to

You by the way, we do our thing
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up the mic, hot, and make you swing
Say
up the mic, hot, and make it swing
Yo, cold wax and tax who tend to act ill

You by the way, we do our thing
Do
Pick up the mic, hot, and make you
Say
Pick up the mic, hot, and it swing
Yo, wax and tax MC's who tend to act ill