Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

Yo, I seen motherfuckers out in the street
pussy asses
(Man, fuck niggas anyway)
Hood rats and those fat rolly polly

Yo Kel
(What up?)
Yo this question
Why are we the in this fuckin' profession?

Yo, um, simple philosophy
Doe, ray, me, fa, so, L.O.D.
(Yeah, yeah)

Aye yo 50
(What's up?)
Answer this
(What's that?)
Why are you the in your profession?

Now when I'm creepin' on a MC
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

Murray
(Yo, up 50?)
the question?
(What's that?)
Why are you be the sickest in profession?

I been all around the world hearing the wack
doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D.
(Aye yo)
Ask yourself the very same
Why are we the wickedest in profession?

I'm breaking back Def Squad constantly
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.
Any want to step, get busy
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

I be the freaker
Coming through your
My be getting stronger
your shit be gettin' weaker

Now Kel be playin' kids like the New Knicks
Taking it to your ass with these and shit
'Cause kids themselves when they be rhyming
Sounding like shit, off beat no timing

Now soon as I touch the
See you
I shut your off like a blackout
So hit the breaker

I'm the worst trouble you had vocab like knife stabs
Comin' wild in a paragraph
Holding niggas ransom, it in my blood
my grandson might be wild like Charles Manson

I be the gimmie, the got ya
Been niggas way
Before the remix I ya
The proper hip

'em in the Palladium
And bustin' each and nigga, bubble in the Tunnel
Now, the sunshine comes the rain
Hold up, wait a minute, let me back up and just

I all around the world, what battle me?
this autograph home and give it to your family
All I hear is stinkin' ass wack MC's
doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D.

Nigga your life nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
The average nigga style sucks a hickey
50 G, the MC's buster, mic crusher
Dirty money picke upper, crew duster

Now L.O.D.'s up in this motherfucker
Leave a known rapper with English
Like smooth da

Same thing make a laugh
his ass cry
He rolled a seven I bet it all he turned
And snake eyes

My thinking cap is bigger than a Sade's
Stay all-terrain, on all parades
The street is my bed and the is my pillow
I'll kill fuckin' ass and for your crew I'll do ditto

I'll leave a nigga dead and stinkin' take his
Cha-boom, cha-boom fill him up holes
Natural born killer, killer the rest
(Where you at?)
East coast to

I keep it kid
I freak the flow until naked
Niggas get and frantic
And can't it

I been all around the world, what me?
this autograph home and give it to your family
Def Squad's the family, you want to see
Strictly doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

(What up Keith?)
Answer question
(What up?)
Why you so fuckin' nice in this

Aye, yo 50
(What's up?)
this question
Why you so nice in profession?

Aye, yo
(What's up?)
this question
(What's that?)
Why you so nice in this