Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For Trouble

[Verse 1: Blaq

You looking for
You it, I'm right here
Dog nigga, cut off your right ear
Blaq Poet dope kid, you know that
I'll cut you, butt you
Can't fuck with throwback
Lyrics too hard like granite
Or gran-ITE feels like I'm not from this
Or maybe it's the Henny in me, I don't it
trying to figure it out I just slam it
Something's cooking, yo, who's for war
Who's looking for a broke jaw get on the floor
Straight warrior, battle with the
Fuck happened and fuck what the story is
If you really want it all you do is test this
I'm reckless, you have a motherfucking death wish

[Hook: Gemz] (2x)

I allegiance to destruction, I'm tyrannical
I am the apex, top tier
of the jungle, I was meant to be royal
I'm from a broken home, I was raised on soil

2: Chino XL]

Big goes hard in the paint
Getting love out in like I'm a Boondock Saint
that I'm done when I ain't
I with a tongue full of hate
When I'm irate I pray for the lungs of Big Punisher the
Give you an ass-whipping really just over fifteen minutes
The amount of hits that you take to the face will be in triple digits
You looking for Come get it and get an eye missing
Every verse I is a special limited edition
My words and spiritual a perfect marriage
Bringing you scary footage without them stupid shaking cameras
Activity raw with the depths of my depravity
Vengeance in my head got me the edge of insanity
I'm the nightmare that will wake up Tim Burton beastily
Never peacefully, curtains a surgeon carving you up evenly
The uncooked flesh I eat wears prepared in demonic boil
Bile encapsulated in vials and mixed cemetery soil
For artists with no need for to bring verbal horrors
And for [?] I'm leaving you skinning them like that Martyrs
It's proven of all I'm the most ghoulish
Fuck who you and crew is
I'll catch you on cruise ship and decapitate you
And I'm your skull as congas
My is an animal unleashed
I preach my creature speech
It's madness, like cow disease
My haters can't excel our Tasers [?] in
I'm sicker than a [?] a dyke raping itself
Fuck out of

[Verse 3: Paz]

You looking for trouble you it I'm right here
I rip the in fucking half you just a slight tear
I run with rowdy motherfuckers who don't fair
Right there, his fucking head in with the knife head
I'm colder than polar motherfucker the white
I'm from Philly it ain't that motherfucking nice
The manifestation of holiness is right
My fascination with in the night air
I think it's knowledge you don't wanna fuck with me
If I'm your bunkie you wouldn't be stuck with me
Pussy boy soaking wet a buck fifty
John Rambo, his fucking guts with me
Just waiting this Goose and this fucking dust hits me
You ain't [?] you ain't from a tough
I was Killadelph, Puff [?]
I throw a left right leave a sucker duck dizzy,