Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Hear Sumn

[Chorus: 2X]

Lemme somethin'

Lemme hold

Roll

Lemme show you

What'chu know

What's wit'chu

happenin'

What's
How you

You still bad

1: Aceyalone]

I'll be in the back

Clownin' and

up
When I heard was cappin'

I'm usually kickin' it and and lampin'

Then I wackass rappers was runnin' rampant

They wanna sample it

it for they own

And it home

But they break a bone

But I'ma 'em on

To the break a

I'll take your and make her moan

Shit I'm in the

Sorry for fuckin' up little tea party

My bad, just wanna you how we party

Losers night out, hit the club like a

me a spot on the floor and set up my camp

Cuttin' up the amps and dancin' with ladies
Been livin' shady the late eighties

A date maybe, in a moon

I was so hard that I broke the spoon

I like to about five feet off the floor

Offa brown rum, green bud and off

Off the head, offa the pacific

Rhymes galore, what more could you ask

[Verse 2:

It's like the buddha bomb we gutter

I let 'em shine now I the shutters

On the others so begin

The way I the pen

me runnin' through women

Like

Little mama with the sexy

Still me in

In the bay jet
two lesbians

I gangsta

Whatever you me in

Even a lookin' out for pedestrians

Cats the rap

The is action packed

Raw raps will hinder

With more momentum than a pendulum

Bear witness to the synthesis I'm em with

and Aceyalone
You Imagine your brains being blown

Nigga burn somethin', learn

Blow somethin' you want something'

If not, hold somethin'

[Verse 3: Big

I'm living large a fresh white 3-X
You me respect

And if you don't like it get the

I a gang of haters in the 380

innovator

Beat

Keep thinkin you be major

O say ya got me gone off
The rap

The shit I just ya

hold ya

Wanna of ya nigga?

Hold composure

I'll be in another twenty-four

When I get

Lo and

A flowin' so cold

I the microphone

And it into a sno-cone

Ha! Big gettin my smoke on

When I leave I'll still be up on the system in your home

Uh! While you to get it on

I'll be killin' song

Got you feelin' it in your

The chrome steady driven it in your

Makin' you niggaz get it and then I'm gone

I'm your zone like I'm Jerome Bettis n'

I'ma give niggaz a dose of they own medicine
Ha! You know you get it if

You come off in this nigga's

the wrong ettequitte

C'mon

Mind your my gorilla

There's of scrilla

And bananas for a

But you gotta be a go

Get you a girl

get you no gold digga