Luyện nghe bài hát Know The Rep

Y'all know the rep, yeah,

My is Bumpy Knuckles, I write that fuckin' flame
And for the right price I got a buckin' name
My forty caliber too fresh, in aim
We roll like 18 in the truckin' game

I'm nice with mics there's nothin' I like
than to paralyze left side and leave you all right
I be layin' front of your crib with Tec-y all
Tryin' to get 9 millimeters loaded up tight, listen

I'm a Cadillac, I write a battle rap
so smooth contest be out of that
Y'all know the is stewin', that Bumpy came to ruin
You may be signed but you don't know the fuck you doin'

I make aight hot, I make raw
And you higher than a long Colt four-four
You know the only rap pimp that a ho poor
And slam a fool on his back and the whole floor

A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, once the cops are
This is street spit you best be warned
Tell favorite MC the mic is on
A yes yes y'all, and you stop
We keep on, once the are gone

It's the J daddy, not Hov' or Jam
My mic is correct, but know the hands faster
See you bitch rappers I'm attackin' the
be cryin' foul cause I'm hackin' your style

I make sure you and your mans
When I see y'all drop, I'm the cat screamin' and 1
You see me on the team dog you know the game's
Stones on my wrist, and a chip on my

16's cashin' in on hot beat
Go cop me a drop with the butterscotch
And we better not meet, if we do you see a change
Make sure you F A C E gettin' rearranged

We rollin' up in the out truck dog
It's Foxxx, now you deal with Corrupt Mob
It's gas on the fire, any time a blaze
Squad known to up the Heat, just like the Shaq trade

This my 9 to 5, ain't no hobby cat
Copycat killers bite styles, my rhyme is heavy
Give me a beat, man I'll body
that heat street raps man they nod to that

What you smilin' at You R and B, man that's rap
You lost the beat, man you a map
Matter fact, here's my rap, borrow that
Been off the too long, I want my corner back

You a player, you a armchair quarterback
You ride the beat like side streets on a
play dumb, I know where you came from
You only slugs buddy after the rain come

Keep it subtle, got you bitch
like babies suckin' tits talkin' mami let's cuddle
It's gon' be it's gon' be, you duck down
A quiet cat a violent rap, what now?

A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, once the cops are
This is street spit you best be warned
Tell favorite MC the mic is on
A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, the cops are gone