Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

Lay on the crime scene, fine wines
Pullin on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They eyes closed, we loot
No doubt, check the of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a murder
I'm out
My raps play the part a Get Smart secret agent
In a maze and, styles blazin, Blaze and Tony Starks in a daze and
Rhymin, my Lou Diamond will wrap it up
We like Meth to go and fuck Noodles
Havin them on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, pharmecuetical
Rap niggaz on dust and
Yo, I you, some kill rob and fold
The gold's untold, fuck it it beats
So stroll marvelous, controller
Of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, pop, pop the suitcase high
And we can talk, you can out the fuckin building
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, relatable
Niggaz here to play you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler goes to sellers
Guns and glocks go to niggaz who got
On top, jail get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy about a pictures
Word to momma, this rap wonderama team got
Comma, plus realize marijuana
Chef may resign to across the Farasana
plus all my guns so accurate
They get and the cuisine in Queens
I told you, money stated with the beams, and two rings

Who's the Knucklehead, respect?
Chop his in the drug game, money well known
Lead singer, humdinger, is the aftermath
his photograph
Run up in his lab, take off the Chaz and think fast
laugh, bag the cash, grab the hash, don't forget his stash
Grab the tear gas, and place it in his fast
The full

skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard they got weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco
Yo look out for Jakes, it all it takes
burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz fink, rape his mate
If the scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the crushed up with the flakes
snakes, four bodies found floatin in lakes
Drug related, paper talkin bout the kids who didn't it
Hits a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, celebrate and sip an eighth

The rap scar is on rap
Put it on seal it on, silicone
it on your Talkathon
This rap phenomenon, to is bond to the arms
Hit me on the hip and horns, rap
tone, bar clones, war tones, raw tones
Blowin out the door, but
Your fraudulent, float in these rap quarter inches
with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to with you
You know the steez you my whole program
Brothers the No-Lands, all we want is the G's
Guns and grams, livin fat like the
Mafia, eatin pastas
Layin in the house the seeds about the sagas
Before we got Germanic and thoughts got
We golden tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the
tried to knock me out the box like skelly
I smoke the weed dreams I top two degrees
spendin G's on nails and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse