Luyện nghe bài hát Kon Queso

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Today on intense wreck
We the super villain in his own defense to speak
all part of my mental techniques
Available to freaks and pencil neck

Train the same brain to a insane of thought
On a campaign trail he to gain your support
Charge cash for a
Say some shit to make your daughter laugh slaughter the ass

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

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

Damn it, it ain't the drama, can it
From the calm bandit eat rhymers like
as he stepped in he lit the room
Boom, reschedule my noon with Hume

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

If I had a dime for every rhymer that bust
I'll have a cool mil for my in trust funds
I was broker than a broke dick dog
I kept a L to smoke in thick fog

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

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, break a
Jump off the like, yee haw