Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

Yo, I seen them motherfuckers out in the
Them asses
(Man, them niggas anyway)
Hood rats and those fat rolly 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?)
Answer this
(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.

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

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

I'm back with Def Squad 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 freaker
Coming through speaker
My jams be getting
While your shit be weaker

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga your means nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
The average nigga style like a hickey
50 G, the MC's brain buster, mic
Dirty money quicker upper, crew duster

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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