Luyện nghe bài hát Kon Queso

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

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

Whatevers clever, the master
Who hooka heard of but now, ho, no
If we see tomorrow, the next day
The in the back with the x-ray glasses

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

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

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

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

Today on intense week
We have the super villain in his own to speak
It's all part of my mental
Available to freaks and pencil neck

the same brain to a insane train of thought
On a campaign he came to gain your support
cash for a autograph
Say shit to make your daughter laugh then slaughter the ass

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

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

Damn it, it worth the drama, can it
From the calm bandit eat rhymers like
as he stepped in he lit the room
Boom, reschedule my noon with Britt

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

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

When it it sure do thunderstorm
I got more rhymes in the than musty underarms
One, two, checker
First learned to off a Home Ec homewrecker

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