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

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

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

A yes yes y'all, and you stop
We keep on, once the are gone
This is real spit you best be warned
Tell favorite 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 the pile
Y'all be cryin' foul cause I'm hackin' your

I sure you and your mans done
I see y'all both drop, I'm the cat screamin' and 1
You see me on the dog you know the game's over
on my wrist, and a chip on my shoulder

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

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

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

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

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

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

A yes yes y'all, and you don't
We keep on, once the are gone
is real street 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