Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

[Redman] come!!!!!
[Marley] Play song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin radio

[Verse 1: Method
Oh no, another flow lyrica fo'
If it deep, jump in feet first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast you step on my toe you hear my whistle
Checkin 'em hoe, you see my pistol it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come with it, awww it
Now done did it, supper ready y'all come get it
Now who 'gon stop me block me pop me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Haile
Allah willin, another boy killin
I'm hot bitch I catch cold or catch feelings
The truth be the youth
And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man take of his fam
what y'all better do
Examine our skin we to win
Worldwide tell the we be jammin again

2: Redman]
Make way for Reggie
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
I, at your feet make you start dancin
I'm pissin on picnics where ya campin
Doctor got the ziplock from
When the zig zag roll rip your zip code
Got bitches up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on
(Blaow!) Look out, in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger to get it crackin
Aiyyo right or wrong
I'm a sinner, winner of the swimmers
Eat dinner, in of Bob Marley pin up

Redman]
I care about your blinb bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't care about your blinb bling
here we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up

3: Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I neva why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so much conquer
Blunt dem so big a must fi Bunny,Bob,and
Teach it like a teacher it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy style mi up plus no under achieve
Gimme di rizla di cup and a couple senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble when mi ya
DJ fi fi fan dem inna Grandtsand and di
Jumpin off the meter, you believe yah
a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle yute dem get mi crippled
So mi know seh dem a go get a weopen
Everytime when we hear politician trippin
When a di big promote I'm right there wid di clip in
So just now yuh flip yuh likkle flippin lippin
Got a big forty five it's trigga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh face so far yuh know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so slim like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin
It is slappin jappin dappin it is non
Hey! No pork caan cook inna mi
If a gal try dat a dead pigeon
woman a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di benz and have recline
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up
Rastafari dun yuh don't listen

[Outro:
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your fuckin