Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

Yo, I seen them motherfuckers out in the
Them pussy
(Man, them niggas anyway)
Hood rats and those fat rolly punks

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

Yo, it's um, 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 on a bitch MC
Doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.

Keith
(Yo, up 50?)
Answer the
(What's that?)
Why are you be the in this profession?

I all around the world hearing the wack MC's
It's doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.
(Aye yo)
Ask yourself the very question
Why are we the in this profession?

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

I be the bushwa
Coming through your
My be getting stronger
While your be gettin' weaker

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

Now as I touch the paper
See you
I shut your lights off a blackout
So hit the circuit

I'm the worst trouble you ever had vocab like knife
wild killin' in a paragraph
Holding ransom, it runs in my blood
Maybe my grandson might be wild like Manson

I be the gimmie, the got ya
blastin' niggas way
Before the I shot ya
The proper hip

Fading 'em in the
And each and every nigga, bubble in the Tunnel
Now, the sunshine comes the rain
Hold up, wait a minute, let me up and just explain

I been all the world, what battle me?
Take this 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 life means nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
The average style sucks like a hickey
50 G, the brain buster, mic crusher
Dirty money quicker upper, crew duster

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

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

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

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

I keep it kid
I freak the flow it's naked
Niggas get and frantic
And take it

I all around the world, what battle me?
this autograph home and give it to your family
Def the family, you don't want to see
doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D.

(What up Keith?)
Answer this
(What up?)
Why you so nice in this profession?

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

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