Luyện nghe bài hát Know The Rep

Y'all the rep, yeah, listen

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

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

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

I make hot, I make dope raw
And send you higher than a long four-four
You know the only rap pimp that kept a ho
And slam a fool on his back and break the whole

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

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

I make you and your mans done
When I see y'all both drop, I'm the cat and 1
You see me on the team dog you know the over
Stones on my wrist, and a on my shoulder

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

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

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

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

You ain't a player, you a armchair
You ride the beat like side on a flat
Don't play dumb, I know you came from
You only seen slugs after the rain come

Keep it subtle, Trademarc got you
like babies suckin' tits 'bout mami let's cuddle
It's gon' be it's gon' be, you duck down
A quiet cat with a violent rap, what

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