Luyện nghe bài hát Intro (unrestricted)

Buckwild outrageous do what you feel doin'
'Til a motherfucker know you don't feel like screwin'
I did it, you do it, break the that bound
Keep a motherfucker off you, keep feet on the ground

Hey, fuck you if you go for that
And a double fuck you from Da a tat tat
Let it all hang loose, never afflicted
Go for you want and it's called, unrestricted

May the be my witness
the "Funk" to the "Tantrum" now "Unrestricted"
The K bitch too weak
In Chi villain be killin' every mark in the district

Can skill match it?
I kill Patrick from the six oh six fo' fo'
Got hit 'cause ya so slow
can't do shit with "So, so"

Shine like a twenty mo, mo
For the on top of them dub's
Hit me in the mug, and the bud
Now you 'bout my gul

Terror for the millenium, straight up anyone
(Hah, anyone, shit)
Steady bust like a gun
Murderin' over any drum, comin' out the dark
to let you know here she come

Can't nobody do what I
Niggaz and bitches think run
Fin' ta another one of my "Tantrums" redrum
And the six oh six fo' fo' is I'm from

Callin' on my Twista to set this shit off
Two of the best on the West side
If I need to relieve I get high
the introduction, unrestricted is how I bust in

Like a blow to the dome and a concussion, shock a hoe
And niggaz can about me, all they want
'Cause I'ma bad
And I'ma continue to be that, I'm gone

Shit, baby girl you ain't even gotta hurt 'em like
a murder like that
Let off like a ass kick and a hype track
Hit the world like

Earthquakes, bombs, thunder and
No it's frightening
Hoe's might as not come out of hiding
Could you really be about to em'

'em off like Hoffman and hush em'
Feel the of a girl
From a place that gangsterin' and hustlin'
Ballin' and so lie low

Dodge low my Chi flow
We smokin' up oh
And work thirty calories off Tae Bo
In the middle of the flossin'

a grip no script but "Legit Ballin"
Better go on with the shit
I corpses for caskets and coffins
Niggaz don't want to spit
I kick that Mobtastic
Introduction for a raw and psychotic bitch

Oh, I'm the befo', but Da Brat is the
We pimpslap lame bitches for the laughter
All or nothin', a fraction
Yeah, you got it motherfuckin' Jackson
You bitches, you