Luyện nghe bài hát Kill Em Pt.2

"It's me"
be clear. This is an invasion
Green in the lab
The invasion. The Bar 2
"Green Lantern"

Vishis]
Last of the
Hall of dope from the past to present is sayin', "Next is Vishis"
I'm, one of the illest, the realest it
Competition isn't existence because I got venomous
You toss your mic is my advice
You expect me to be scary you talkin' hype?
I'm like, how you gonna pump me up no shottie then
How you gonna fight Floyd when you Gotti ?
I'm the nice right hand Rueger
Turn 'em twins and I'll appear ambidextrous
Simultaneous, back and trigger movements
He profusely
I've my execution
I got knowledge but I like violence and
Type to go to
Not to learn, just to a student
Kid
Nothin'
your bitch into believin' my seed is nutritious
(Delicious ha ha ha)
Yep, then you went and kissed her it don't matter
She went and swallowed my batter
You sick!
I know you been a
I hate you worse than fans hate Joe D. for pickin' Darko
I got a killer
current flow
I'm as as a pit
You a hoe
Sho' nuff I go
Leroy to these decoys
Deep speech, each beat I seek and

The city's prince, I'm really
I'm up
To being as sick as Two In A Cup (yuck!)
I these wack MCs alone
They won't be in it
They only got so much time a minute phone
Bring lyrics home
Find you with your spirit
and scribbled
My nine period

I'm on some Frank Nitty, big shit
his bread
Bout he get you and I'm serious!

Da 5'9"]

Beats be the
Hand on my
The Boyz N The Hood know my style like
I dirty
I'm Ike
slap a bitch
It's obviously like on a white jersey
go and have an accident
Christ
You little boys me to spaz
I'm right on ass
I
My Nina Ross constantly lookin' for pussy
You push me that pistol is dyke accurate
The flashin' in the night from the chain
Like it's
Bitches up to me
My life is a
The chicken with me is a knockout she a Tyson
But she enticing
Bright like the ice in a
The Feds like I'm lice
we chop it up
Like I'm
And I gas I'm nitrous
I'm on top I'm icing
you not nice is
The block price is higher the rock pipe is
George Bush that button like the crisis
I'm Ted
I cop it
It's not
Insane in the
I'm sittin' on top of +Sugar Hill+ like AZ but I'm not
You got a for the blunt?
up
Call me Poppa Big a big wheely like the bike front tire up
Me and Vish
We in tip top

I in a bitch top eight
The only question I ask you niggas is, "Why hate?"
The handle on the pistol is like God's gate
Y'all niggas sound fishy but really squad bait
These Guccis, these ain't Chuckies/Chuckys but is Child's Play