Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Maiden

{What you on our turf, punk? Got a message for Smokey
Give it, you Smokey, Give it
If you ain't Smokey, it ain't yo' message
Motherfucker, I said gimme the

{It's from Willie, in the slam, nigga, you busted?
Yeah, the man me up
Well, I ain't got no time to play witchu
Now gimme the

{Willie's in Warwick, doin' 1 to 3, told me to tell y'all
To cool, he be out one way or another, quick
Maybe I could stick for awhile, naw, that's out, man
You know? What can we, The Lords, do a punk like you?}

{Kiss my ass, motherfucker, 'em
me and you, motherfucker, just me and you
I put trademarks your fuckin' eye}

Portrayin', be payin', uh huh, uh huh
Yeah, no doubt, no doubt, Wally champ cat
Yeah, on this one

Yo, niggas, who swipe theirs
Deluxe rap cavaliers, midgets who steal beers, 'em theirs
Sit back jollyin', my team be
Like card Rolly an' drug Somalians pollyin'

Many raps crochetin', ay yo, Iron
These niggas portrayin' but haven't payin'
For real, slide on these niggas, like fear
fade style, usually tough grenade

Throw a blade, fuck gettin'
Guzzle this like Gatorade
Big-dick Wallies have, never
Connectin' with the hot is done

Light up a
I run with nuttin' but the wildest,
Come on now, dick style
on the hit out, ay yo, Iron, bite my shit out

Eventually, a rap gun mentally
Been doin' this kid, just meant to be
Get on your an' bless me with a gem in the Caribbean
off by P.M.

Snatch Canadian cream with
Fellatium style, it like thirty-two Arabians
The greatest lesson is 'Don't owe, you might get on'
When I go bury me wit on

{They come to me and understand let me get mines first
Then after I get mines, y'all can do what wanna do
'em up bad}

'Sho 'nuff, hit the an' thrust
Nauticas, Jamie Summer got trained on the tour bus
We upgrade, swallow raw eggs, read the
white label, left the Winnebago unstable

Smooth sailin', walked in, my started kneelin'
Started stealin', I'm too ill, see, bellin' at the parlay
up, mack, max motion
Michael magazine call, I'm too potent

Louisville mix pain rap, fuck Benadryl
The violin in 'Knowledge God' ill
obnoxious, no blotches
My telephone leave bartenders topless

on the prosecutor, smacked a juror
Me an' my girl'll run Luke an' Laura
We sit back on Malayan
mix drinks out of boat, coconut bowls, we whylin'

Sit jollyin', uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Sit jollyin', uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Sit back jollyin', my be gamin'
Like three card an' drug Somalians pollyin'
Sit back jollyin', my be gamin'
Like three Rolly an' drug Somalians pollyin'

Sit

meditation, sound orientated, war the blizzard
Rap para-medical, the
Cappadonna, caterin' to none
My an' three verse weigh a ton of slaughter

You oughta, five thousand, across the water
My laboratory story keep me flowin' with the
Acapella or deep dirty
I could the sky like the stormy wind blew

One of whylin', Park Hill profilin'
I cut your face up, fifty, sure while you're smilin'
For my position
I leave you smoked like a crack on a mission

Two tokes of mic dope, one stroke of
Rated like the movie graphic intelligence
to person, it'd be hard for you to take a trophy
You better off to get somebody out to try to me

I'm P L O T K O every day
Dance General, party fanatic colonel
Cappadonna, son'a old school go infernal
Veteran for rappin' with the new set of of hard rappin'

Ninety-six jive, I the live crowd clappin'
I bow, all praises due to Staten Isle
I spark the mic an' Shaolin the methtical
evenin' I have a by myself meetin'

Thinkin' who's gonna be the to catch a beatin'
From my slangin', bitchin', rap twist the point of warfare
I brutalize, all catch ill hair
Chance him, that's they said, threw up a ransom
I jacked it, the beat naked an' packed it, gimme my rewards

{The way I, the way I wanna get 'em, I want 'em
I want 'em layin' out, I want 'em
niggas need to be gotten, he need to be taken off of here
That's