Luyện nghe bài hát Kaos Diss (Lynx & Nyce)

1:(Xylonite)
I'ma to yo league
I put in yo chest
To make yo holes
spillin' out yo sockets
Full of in yo pockets
make me fuckin' rock this
I'll make you fuckin' it
Nigga got my knowledge
You like a in college
I lyrics to get yo weak ass rhymes abolished
Why you that job
Kessels take no slobs
You'll get it robbed
'cause yous a weak nigga wit no crew to fo' ya
And get that 5.0 to search fo' ya
And Spin put out the fo' ya
I'm payin' all my
To out that Oldsmobile
I'll make you known fo'
not involve the drills
But it will get you
Tell Tia to braid ya
It not look good
But it'll give you that pussy
take his to offence
Pin you up to the
You mad cream
This only in yo dreams
But not mine be rollin' in that limousine
And why you at it
Was ya mouf out wit
It'll make ya breath smell
Make yo rhymes smoove leather
Try to predict my
(Nigga)

2:(Aslo)
I'ma for real
You don't
scrilla for real
This child is so
and Nyce on some shit
Chaos fuckin' wit
maf' be makin' hits
I popped and my wits
Ace you jus a
I a fuckin' spade
I slice, slash, and cuts
Like razor (uh...)
I'm nice enough
Slightly enough
I might jus ya up
Milk you to my cup
Nigga this game's too
You jus give on up
I'm da pimp, you da
Bitch keep ya mouf
muthafuckas broke
'Kaos' a joke
make me reapproach
I'll ya fuckin' throat
T.Jones and X.Broach'll
show y'all ch'all in fo
I'll cut ya
Touch ya
Break ya
We sit and make
sit wit no jobs
We and y'all odd
We turn heads like knobs
I'm da supa
Nigga you da pussy
I jump for
You jump for
You aint a pussy
Nigga you as fuck
Up in gay butt
Ask me a question
I'll show you been up