Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

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

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

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

Aye yo 50
(What's up?)
this question
(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 this

I been all around the world hearing the MC's
doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D.
(Aye yo)
Ask the very same question
Why are we the in this 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 your speaker
My jams be stronger
While your shit be weaker

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

Now soon as I the paper
See you
I shut lights off like a blackout
So hit the circuit

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

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

Fading 'em in the
And bustin' each and nigga, bubble in the Tunnel
Now, after the comes the rain
Hold up, wait a minute, let me back up and explain

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

Nigga your life means nothing to me, L.O.D.
The average nigga style like a hickey
50 G, the brain buster, mic crusher
Dirty money quicker picke upper, duster

Now that L.O.D.'s up in this
Leave a rapper with broken English
smooth da hustler

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

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

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

I it real kid
I freak the until it's naked
get panicked and frantic
And take it

I all around the world, what battle me?
Take this autograph home and give it to your
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 in your profession?

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