Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

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

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

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 I'm creepin' on a bitch 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
It's doe, ray, me, fa, so L.O.D.
(Aye yo)
Ask yourself the same question
Why are we the wickedest in profession?

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

I be the bushwa
Coming your speaker
My jams be stronger
While your shit be gettin'

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

Now soon as I the paper
See you
I shut your lights off a blackout
So hit the breaker

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 might be wild like Charles Manson

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

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

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

Nigga your life nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
The average nigga style sucks like a
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 da hustler

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

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

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

I it real kid
I freak the flow until it's
Niggas get and frantic
And take it

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

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

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

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