Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

Lay on the crime scene, sippin fine
nines on, UFO's, takin they fly clothes
They closed, we gettin loot
No doubt, the word of mouth, unheard about
Guns go off and now a bout
I'm out
My raps the part like a Get Smart secret agent
In a maze and, styles blazin, Johnny and Tony Starks in a daze and
Rhymin, my nigga Lou Diamond wrap it up
We like to go and fuck with Noodles
Havin poodles on the lockdown buyin me
Amarett-ahs, and chewables, stackin
Rap niggaz on dust and
Yo, I told you, some kill rob and
The gold's untold, it it beats parole
So stroll marvelous, soul
Of the whole globe, god damn I got it
And yo, whattup pop, pop the high
And we can talk, you can walk out the fuckin
And get caught, the fully inflatable
Rap relatable, drug
Niggaz here to with you
A hundred dollar Rottweiler to spot sellers
Guns and glocks go to who got props
On top, niggaz get mad bigger
And yo, mail a guy a hundred pictures
to momma, this rap wonderama team got drama
Comma, smoke realize marijuana
Chef may resign to boat across the
Immaculate plus all my guns so
They get CREAM and the cuisine in
I told you, money stated with the night beams, and two

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

Then skate to the state
Further upstate, I heard they got weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like breaks
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it
burn the place before we motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his
If the bitch scream, for God's sake, the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up the flakes
snakes, four bodies found floatin in lakes
Drug related, talkin bout the kids who didn't make it
without a trace, never seen the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Congratulations Chef, let's and sip an eighth

The rap is on rap chrome
Put it on seal it on, silicone
Spark it on your
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 rap's fraudulent, float in these rap inches
with suspense, be on your rap sword defense
These professional, sensational
Fully operational, I got here to play with you
You know the steez you know my 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 tellin the about the sagas
Before we got Germanic and got sporadic
We grabbed tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
hit the belly put tones into the telly
Sucker tried to knock me out the box skelly
I smoke the weed I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on nails and weave
The boss, takin no loss, excessive force
We can the A-Train, back of the iron horse