Luyện nghe bài hát Kon Queso

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

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

Whatevers clever, the master
Who every hooka of but now, ho, no
If we see tomorrow, the day classes
The villain in the back with the glasses

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

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

Say, ho, if you worked a J-O
And more 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, shoot the goose, shes
So wild you couldnt chase it down with straight juice
Frown like the first time you taste cous
Stash the deuce deuce, troops truce, truce

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

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

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

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

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

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

If I had a dime for every that bust guns
I'll have a mil for my sons in trust funds
When I was broker than a 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

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