Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

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

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

2: Redman]
Make way for Hammond
I, dig 'em out tie 'em up for randsome
I, shoot at your feet you start dancin
I'm pissin on your picnics ya campin
Doctor got the from Ziggy
When the zig zag I'll rip your zip code
Got bitches up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait till they bend
(There I go) money
I got a mo ped in Jamaica on twenties
(Blaow!) Look out, in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Bone 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 blinb bling bling
Over here we let them things
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it to me
BLAOW!!! Shoot it up BLAOW!!! it up
I don't about your blinb bling bling
Over here we let them ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! One
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up

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

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