Luyện nghe bài hát Love L. O. D.

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

Yo Kel
(What up?)
Yo answer this
Why are we the nicest in 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 best in profession?

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

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

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

I'm breaking back with Def Squad
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 speaker
My be getting stronger
While your shit be gettin'

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

Now as I touch the paper
See you
I shut lights off like a blackout
So hit the breaker

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

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

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

I all around 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 your means nothing to me, challenge L.O.D.
The average nigga style sucks like a
50 G, the MC's buster, mic crusher
Dirty money quicker picke upper, duster

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

Same make a nigga 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
all-terrain, rainin' 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 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 flow until it's
Niggas get panicked and
And take it

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

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

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