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' motherfuckin'
Motherfucker, I said gimme the

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

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

my ass, motherfucker, burn 'em
Just me and you, motherfucker, me and you
I put trademarks around your fuckin'

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

Yo, Gambino niggas, who swipe
Deluxe rap cavaliers, midgets who steal beers, give 'em
Sit back jollyin', my be gamin'
Like three Rolly an' drug Somalians pollyin'

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

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

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

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

Snatch Canadian cream with
Fellatium style, play it like thirty-two
The greatest lesson is owe, you might get stole on'
When I go bury me wit on

{They to me and understand just let me get mines first
after I get mines, y'all can do what y'all wanna do
Fuck 'em up

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

Smooth sailin', in, my earth started kneelin'
Started stealin', I'm too ill, see, we're bellin' at the
Kicked up, mack, max
Michael magazine call, I'm too potent

mix pain kill rap, fuck Benadryl
The violin in 'Knowledge sounded ill
obnoxious, no blotches
My telephone watch'll bartenders topless

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

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 jollyin', my team be gamin'
three card Rolly an' drug Somalians pollyin'

Sit

meditation, sound orientated, war the blizzard
Rap para-medical, the
Cappadonna, never to none
My an' three verse weigh a ton of slaughter

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

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

Two tokes of mic dope, one of elegance
like the movie graphic told intelligence
Person to person, it'd be hard for you to take a
You off to get somebody out to try to smoke me

'Cause I'm P L O T K O day
Dance hall General, fanatic colonel
Cappadonna, son'a old just go infernal
for rappin' with the new set of rule of hard rappin'

Ninety-six jive, I keep the crowd clappin'
When I bow, all due to Staten Isle
I spark the mic an' Shaolin spark the
Every evenin' I have a by myself

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

way I, the way I wanna get 'em, I want 'em gotten
I want 'em out, I want 'em gotten
'Cause need to be gotten, he need to be taken off of here
straight}