Luyện nghe bài hát K. I. M.

Nah, nah, this out, yo

I my dick, spit, hit the blinkers, split
The Dutch Coronas, irons without permits
long faced murderer's the shit
Black Bruce Willis mix arsonist

Esquire, for hire, with total fire
Supplier to any Tom, Dick, Maguire
You the right man to get the plan executed
I get the situation before you shoot it

Flow director, surprise you like what?
The hotter I I'm trippin' off smoke detectors
Who next up to get dressed up, I don't pop
I pop New with a dot till import

The art then the craft, split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a Genuine Draft
you push a S-Class I'm riding on a giraffe
Uptown, naked, smokin' a bag with hash, it

your windows and lock your doors
Whores scream louder Berrymore when I pour
And me and my crew walk we walk on all fours
Atomic dogs, packed in a Yukon

K I M, K I M

John Blaze, I keep niggaz rockin' for days
Boriquas, to eses, around the
My own Mix Tape DJ, I
You don't a clue when I'm doin ya who is he I gets busy, word up
Come now look in my eyes you think I'm bluffin'
A five span turned nuttin' into somethin'

And don't get familiar, your whole entourage be
ya, behind your back they straight killin' ya
(Who am I?)
The Ex Head banger bad
High on with Chris Tucker
I be a banger to my very last breath
Jermaine Dupri think I'm So So Def

K A, Shawn Mims, I come from a long of Geechies
Who didn't care, Lo Luchinis
I like Spawn, takes no time
For me to get on, to the break of dawn,

K I M, K I M

PMD, the Purple admiral
Blow your spot and left
Then escaped in the capsule
than an NFL tackle, back to bite the Big Apple

Southpaw, raw since I was a
I met Jane in the corridor
The mentals, rapper entrepreneur
With action than Roger Moore

your cabbage into coleslaw, with the four four
Spray Windex on your jaw
Shatter it, fuckin' with P is
Iced out Lazarus and manufactured this

My Squad's wild like the on Geographic
Smash you bastards on some shit
EPMD's the group the Squadron is the
Transmit, grit, time to shift 'cause I'm

K I M, K I M

Keith Murray, the holder of the
analyst, mental roller coaster flower
Money folder, blower, MC over thrower
I witcha two at a time like Noah

I goes off to the beat, on the edge of
And kick rhymes in my sleep and battle
Finally, every dimension know
Y'all egotistical simple niggaz is pitiful and weak

give you a G a week for life, if you can defeat me
I kick poetry at a high rate of
At static, lyrical
Smokin', like a dog, breathin' like an asthmatic

sculpture create fly rap sculpture
Ninety Head banger boy, yeah I told ya
Total chaos, skelter, run for shelter
Here comes the lyrical brain

I be and relaxin', attractin' action
Flippin' more big ol' than Jesse Jackson
My shit don't it, drive you crazy if you loan it
Man, I feel for my

K I M, K I M
K I M, K I M