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 I got venomous diction
You should toss mic is my advice
You me to be scary cause 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 into twins and appear ambidextrous
Simultaneous, back and forth movements
He bleedin'
I've my execution
I got knowledge but I like and loot
to go to college
Not to learn, just to shoot a
Kid
Nothin'
Talked your bitch into my seed is nutritious
(Delicious ha ha ha)
Yep, then you went and kissed her like it don't
She went and my baby batter
You sick!
I know you been a
I hate you worse fans hate Joe D. for pickin' Darko Milicic
I got a spit
River flow
I'm as as a pit
You a hoe
Sho' I gotta go
Bruce to these decoys
Deep speech, each beat I and destroy

The city's prince, I'm really
I'm up
To being as sick as Two In A Cup (yuck!)
I leave wack MCs alone
They be in it long
They got so much time like a minute phone
Bring your home
Find you with your gone
and scribbled
My spiral period

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

Da 5'9"]

Beats be the
on my balls
The N The Hood know my style like Furious
I dirty
I'm Ike
I'll a bitch
It's obviously blood on a white jersey
Don't go and have an
Christ
You little invite me to spaz
I'm right on ass
I
My bitch Nina Ross lookin' for pussy
You don't push me that pistol is accurate
The flashin' in the night from the chain
it's lightening
Bitches up to me
My life is a
The with me is a knockout like she a Tyson
But like she
like the ice in a brightlin
The Feds buggin' I'm lice
Whenever we it up
Like I'm
And I gas like I'm
I'm on top like I'm
you not nice is
The block is higher than the rock pipe is
Bush that button like the Iraq crisis
I'm Ted
I cop it
It's not
in the membrane
I'm sittin' on top of +Sugar Hill+ like AZ but I'm not
You got a light for the
up
Call me Poppa Big a big wheely like the bike front tire up
Me and Vish
We in tip top

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