Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

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

[Verse 1: Man]
Oh no, another flow lyrica fo'
If it gets deep, jump in first then hold yo' nose
I'm a beast when you step on my toe you 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, Stephen and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come with it, awww it
Now y'all done did it, supper ready come get it
Now who 'gon me block me pop lock me knock me
posse most high Haile Selassie
Allah willin, another sound boy
I'm hot bitch I don't catch or catch feelings
The truth be the ghetto
And Def Jam y'all know the Man take care of his fam
what y'all better do
Examine our we plannin to win
Worldwide tell the people we be jammin

[Verse 2:
Make way for Hammond
I, dig 'em out tie 'em up for randsome
I, shoot at your make you start dancin
I'm on your picnics where ya campin
Doctor got the from Ziggy
When the zig zag roll I'll rip your zip
Got bitches fucked up off the
I tip toe, wait till they bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in Jamaica sittin on
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) Selecta in the air
No Belvedere it's Tiger to get it crackin
Aiyyo dread or wrong
I'm a sinner, of the underground swimmers
Eat dinner, in front of Bob pin up

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

[Verse 3: Damian "Jr. Gong"
I neva wonda why so much ganja ya
And dem a wonda how so much conquer
Blunt dem so big a must fi Bunny,Bob,and
Teach it like a preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
Pussy couldn't style mi up no under achieve
di rizla gimme 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 best yah
a smell skunk and couldn't get mi neitha
Well ever since a likkle ghetto yute dem get mi
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a
Everytime when we hear some politician
a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di clip in
So smile 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 don't what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi inna mi cabin and mi cabin stabbin
It is slappin dappin it is non stoppin
Hey! No pork caan inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a pigeon
Well woman a off mi pants stitchen
dreadlocks inna di benz and have recline switchin
If a nuh like dat him may end up missin
Rastafari dun yuh don't listen

Marley]
Play this song on your fuckin radio, play this song on your radio