Luyện nghe bài hát Knuckleheadz

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

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

skate to the next state
Further upstate, I heard got crazy weight
Bagged up by the gates, in crates like disco
Yo look out for Jakes, give it all it
Let's burn the place we motivate
Yo Blake, don't fink, rape his mate
If the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the 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
Hits without a trace, never the Big see Rae and Ghostface
Chef, let's celebrate and sip an eighth

The rap scar is on rap
Put it on seal it on, we're
Spark it on your
This rap phenomenon, to word is bond to the
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 rap quarter inches
Reinforced with suspense, be on rap sword defense
These microphone professional,
Fully operational, I got NIGGAZ here to with you
You know the you know my whole program
from 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 grabbed tablets and quick guarded the Abbots
Slugs hit the belly put tones into the
Sucker tried to me out the box like skelly
I smoke the dreams I drop top two degrees
Honeydips spendin G's on and hair weave
The crime boss, takin no loss, excessive
We can play the A-Train, back of the horse