Luyện nghe bài hát Iron Maiden

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

from Willie, in the slam, nigga, you been busted?
Yeah, the man me up
Well, I ain't got no time to play witchu
Now the message}

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

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

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

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

Many raps crochetin', ay yo, Iron
These niggas portrayin' but been payin'
For real, slide on niggas, like flesh fear
Caesar fade style, tough grenade

Throw a blade, fuck laid
Guzzle this like Gatorade
Big-dick have, never half-suede
Connectin' with the hot style is

up a challis
I run with nuttin' but the wildest,
Come on now, long dick
Niggas on the hit out, ay yo, Iron, my shit out

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

Snatch Canadian with Scandinavians
style, play it like thirty-two Arabians
The greatest lesson is 'Don't owe, you get stole on'
When I go me wit Valow on

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

'Sho 'nuff, hit the bank an'
Cool Nauticas, Jamie Summer got on the tour bus
We upgrade, swallow raw eggs, the label
Hittin' label, left the Winnebago unstable

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

Louisville mix pain kill rap, fuck
The violin in God' sounded ill
obnoxious, no blotches
My watch'll leave bartenders topless

on the prosecutor, smacked a juror
Me an' my run like Luke an' Laura
We sit back on Islands
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 jollyin', my team be gamin'
Like card Rolly an' drug Somalians pollyin'
Sit jollyin', my team be gamin'
Like three card Rolly an' Somalians pollyin'

Sit

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'm P L O T K O day
hall General, party fanatic colonel
Cappadonna, son'a old school just go
Veteran for 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 the mic an' Shaolin spark the methtical
Every evenin' I have a by meetin'

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

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