Luyện nghe bài hát Lethal Brainz Blo

Intro:

ass niggaz man
Niggaz don't man
I better let all their blo nigga
Man

Let the madness nigga, let it begin
Let the madness and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let it begin let it
Let the begin and let the brainz blo if you grin

one: rock, ruck

Aiyyo run for your me and dutch coming through
Rock ruck you and you fuck the boys in blue
This be bucktown these grounds they don't roam
'cause we send em home with trays of in they dome
out the frame by the rock, mr. flipster
Shit's heltah skeltah, the inflixter

Right by side with my eyes on the posse
I see duke and red he he wanna drop me
Plus he claim he can me up in rap skits

Shit take it to his grill ask the what he feel (fuck him)
Two to his cheek he weak so's his jaw
Nigga played the frontin like he hard to the core
More I hear pussy talk I wan flip
See I got enough slugs for mom in my clip
Strip to your drawers run your dough and jewels
Tool's cocked it ain't april 1st but I'm fool
When niggaz test rock it's like touchin live wire
Catch a to your knot
From a glock I pop, you don't want it with the rock
Better dumbfucks you're out of luck
You got by the ruck

First of all, niggaz don't know jack, my fat
So far, my gat splat at who claim that my shit's wack
You don't I thought you knew it
Too late you blew it
Now i'ma bang shit up like I was lennox lewis
One, two, three five
Six seven eight shit where's my nine
Mil I drill fine skills into your
Block I hit your temple hot become not
You mistake me for a sucker type of motherfucker
Might lose his life, 'cause I'm in the night

1/2

Verse ruck, rock

What's the nigga? set it off in the dark
I spark when the big ruck flips the ark
The raw rapper jaw tapper ruckus it wicked
Keep it real my click roll thick acidics
Plus, I be there jackson, breakin your backs and
Askin, who more, that's when my fat spins
So chump 'fore my pump kill
You wanna ill still ruck knock out your grill
The lyrical whatevah, whatevah is lyrical
I bring forth, thoughts beyond of physical
Raps get deep when I mack my peeps
You yappin bout beef get clapped in the streets bitch
This nigga ruck is crazier than ten niggaz
I send niggaz to hell, full of my and then I bend niggaz
So what? ? pussy it on
Word is bond, sean got songs mad strong
(so it on)

Verse three:

Man listen, another bluffin
Punk fuck discussion, when you see me get to
You're as muffins, that mom dukes bake I break
Yeah my timberlands make everything from your head to your lake ache
So take your monkey ass to the
Toe to toe or blow for blow we can
Yeah my brass make your knees buckle
What I lay more niggaz flat out on they back than a slug do
Who knows you, seem to be I didn't gas you
But you can keep it movin 'fore I beat gassed ass
You punk bastard, you could get the gat
Or your ass kicked, that dry shit your spit, get the chapstik
Or a fat and that's it
Heltah skeltah, the brainz blo and that's if we

1/2

Outro:

Ahh, let the, madness
Let the brainz blo if you
Let the begin, let it begin
Let the begin and let the brainz blo if you grin
Let the madness
Let it begin, let the blo if you grin
Let the madness begin let the begin
Let the madness begin to let the brainz blo if you
We let the madness
We let the brainz blo if you
Make way for the and the pros
'cause we let the blo
Punk-ass...