Luyện nghe bài hát Lockjaw

{Your silence is my
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) silence is my trade}
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my
I'm givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my

we go! Oh no,
Another show from the young black dynamo
up jaws, MCs pause -
No flaws
Hush, the boss is talkin'
Lay down gats and get your knees walkin'
You ain't allowed to speak 'cause you've your peak
The elite don't get with the
Shut up, 'cause I'm burnin' cut up
Boy, try to run up
'Cause I chop up
A weak hip-hop boy tried to my spot and he flopped
He went to the concrete ground
I'm a hound I get down
And I'm back, the mack a lyrical knack
To pack and never pay tax
And when I leave they me
Knowin' they can get with me
But he who last gets the most cash
And lives the past of rap trash
Gone! ya, son
a call when you're done
Your silence is my trade, up!
{Your silence is my

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your is my trade}

Run, run, run, time is done, son
out for the well-hung young one
And I'm rackin' up of greenbacks -
presidents, black!
Peace to my fans and I ya
And I got yo'
I'm back to please
And off the hot MCs
'Cause they're around like ants, tryin' to grab their pants
shit don't make you dance!
What's this doin'?
Leavin' your posse
Stuck my fist in his
Caught him on a whole
No pity on the lyrically
defeat, retreat, but don't speak
'Cause I through, fool
And you ain't to the Mix rules!
You try to flow so you go for you know
But yo, bro, you the flow pro
(Ohh!) I go slow
grow 'cause I wanna get mo' dough
Full blown, bad to the
And known to get it on with a microphone,
Leave my alone
been to the low zone
Your silence is my trade, up!
silence is my trade}

2x:
Lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my
Givin' MCs lockjaw! (Shut up!) {Your silence is my

on, Punish!
Punish!

Your on the coast is known to boast
And roast most that to get close
Put 'em in a knot
My the #1 slot
But I have beats
I lyrically de-feat the weak that try to compete
Get 'em up, if you go head-up
up? Do as I instruct, black
'Cause my gat is
And at your baseball hat
I rolled over that mess you
And took control, and broke the mold!
Now here I stand, man
The NorthWest tip is I am
And I'm runnin' this like dope
Shippin' it in planes, trains and
Up the I go
Steppin' on toes and throwin' low
My is large, and hard
No for a bodyguard
We flex, rippin' off necks
Run 'em into pecs
silence is my trade, shut up!

2x:
Lockjaw! {Your is my trade}
MCs lockjaw! {Your silence is my trade}

on, Punish!
'em!
Punish!
'em!

Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!
MCs lockjaw!
Lockjaw!