Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Undrugged Part I Ii

Ridenhour -

Live and undrugged i
Its been a long
Since the rhyme
A road
I'm riding & givin
A dose of
said I wasn't good at it
Cause I'm a static
No fear you
I had it
If you better
to do better
So I like al green
We gotta stay
Knock, knock...who's
Where?
Da boom kids
Bang and outta here
The livin at home

They don't
But can
can can
If I say it
I'm a sucka it
Don't matter
the flow fatter

But I dont

& bob an weave
Will deceive a street
And the 40

bring em in
You do em in
He em in
You do us in

Smell em da/boom
Hear em hittin

I'm atcha
Live and
An
days they be thinkin I'm bugged
Livin I be it

Hard of lickin it
Down domination on the

Tell me we be
Seekin is self
A of millions
Gotta go wit a
sam be gatt uncle tom
And when it to drugs
Uncle tom bomb
Can I get a pop
Till the stop
nat shit
That make the hoody
No more easy over
For da cracka in the

Yo over
1 wit a bullet
He it what I do now
Cant out run it or
Or get a new
Up against the
confess yall
I mo move & I'm
An so I guess
tell you so lend me a listen
I'm missin a
If I givin up an ass kissin
No television or style
No thinkin
Cause I don't what he drinkin
But he better act
I'm gettin quicker
3 mo to go
I hope he da trigga
If he do dat
The iz outta his hands

& then he deal wit a man
Punks jump up to get
I'm on the funky
Beat yall
it's 6 feet
Under & the mud
Here we go
enemy if you
Never was a
Never
As I was in this
Never again a smile or grin
From outta da womb
To up in a tomb
sport
Caught nat boom

Here go the that hurts
brother in charge
So I get bodyguard
can I do
Break a leg on the
the bootleggers
They be stackin the
Try to be hard but they my cards
Fuckin wit
But I'm duckin in the
Been goin straight 78
I wanna I don't wanna be late
I head em at me
Runnin & ruff
Aint this a bitch & for the tuff
it
Without a
I cant live it

Live and part ii
in a zone
Say u revolution
40 to 40 ounces
Plus they
The is the one thats fooled
But I pass to be that
that boom
To the
Out the
I bet against the
I flipped death
And the 3 to the
get enough
The raw, the rugged, the
Oh my the jam the the stuff
I got a mind thats maddes than
Hard in a rock my corner
And the is
there it is
33 without a beer or slow gin fizz
get frunk off
Hearin wit biz
Rhymamatician,

Not a cracker or a
But a
Put my down
Step my up
Put up or up
Peace to the original up
Back to the
Where it's warmer,
the informer
I em talkin creepin
But I'm not
My mellow I go
Way back going,
crack
And the 8
Still goin, gone,
To the
I pushing up or drivin
No
I gotta remember in september
Aint nuttin finer than
In & to the gods
be, gotta be
Starter of mo
we go the front row
As I cut the rhymin
Riddlin the flow
ridda dem
Racist
I'm brinin kamikazes
They gotta give us we live
We own
What you is home
Its to go up in smoke
911 is no
again friends
This enemy states fiddy
Still say chill until
The right time
Damn the line
Gettin raid with
But somebodys gettin
get it on and a on
But brothers killed
Cause & 40's is like
to da milk
I'm not
I'm the
Last in time
The overtime
Rhymer in a
vs wrong
Good evil
God versus the
Public
Muse in hour mess age