Luyện nghe bài hát Kon Queso

Give it a sec for the pain to
This wreck here, it ain't for the faint of heart
thought they saw the worst verse
From the team of G men who seem like at first

they get to know us people dig us
Leaders in the fight for rights for niggaz
Inventor of the more flow, nobody doubt it
Just go for it, if you bout it it or rowdy, rowdy

clever, the master fold
Who every heard of but now, ho, no
If we see tomorrow, the day classes
The villain in the with the x-ray glasses

no fear, the ninja here
Feel em like the tinge in ear from drinkin ginger beer
it's on loco head gon' lay low
And heat it like beef patty, coco bread kon

If you say so the whole case load
say he wear a metal mask in case his face show
He told em flows is bitch talk and ayo's
His whole walk with pitchfork and halos

Say, ho, if you never a J-O
And keep cash then a stash in a peso
Okay, yo, y'all know who to
Tie em up in the crib and the place hollow

Oh, the goose, shes loose
So wild you couldnt chase it down with straight juice
Frown like the time you taste cous cous
Stash the deuce deuce, troops askin truce,

Today on wreck week
We the super villain in his own defense to speak
It's all part of my techniques
Available to freaks and pencil geeks

Train the same to a insane train of thought
On a campaign trail he came to gain support
Charge for a autograph
Say some shit to make your daughter laugh then the ass

Seem em on the big screen like Steve
Do something and never be back once he leaves the
Keep more pads than Stridex
For his own side wrecks with no side effects

you press charges use your noodle
So what when he grab the mic he scratch your cute
Keep your mouth shut, everything will be
It be often rude to you, now get back to your hooty hoo

Damn it, it worth the drama, can it
From the calm bandit eat rhymers pomegranate
Soon as he in he lit the room
Boom, my noon with Britt Hume

Doom in love with Mary Jane, she's my thing
Pulled her right from that web head, a lame brain
Maintain and say it, spray it
You wanna see your girl again, you might as pay it

If I had a for every rhymer that bust guns
I'll have a cool mil for my sons in funds
When I was broker a broke dick dog
I always kept a L to in thick fog

When it rain it sure do
I got more rhymes in the summer than musty
One, two, checker
First learned to neck off a Ec homewrecker

This is back when he was crib age
When he hit the stage its like a to the rib cage
Break the mic like a rock star, a guitar
Jump off the like, yee haw