Luyện nghe bài hát Lyrical .44

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

[Verse 1: Man]
Oh no, another flow forty 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
'em hoe, you see my pistol lettin it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly do ya wrong
to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, with it, awww shit it
Now y'all done did it, supper ready come get it
Now who 'gon stop me me pop lock me knock me
Jamaica posse most high Haile
willin, another sound 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 care of his fam
That's what y'all do
Examine our we plannin to win
Worldwide tell the people we be jammin

[Verse 2:
way for Reggie Hammond
I, dig 'em out then tie 'em up for
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 I'll rip your zip code
Got fucked up off the hypno
I tip toe, then wait they bend over
(There I go) Aiyyo
I got a mo ped in sittin on twenties
(Blaow!) out, guns in the air
(Blaow!) guns in the air
No Belvedere it's Bone to get it crackin
dread right 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 ring
BLAOW!!! Give it to me BLAOW!!! it to me
BLAOW!!! it up BLAOW!!! give it up
I don't care about blinb bling bling
Over we let them things ring
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! One time
BLAOW!!! it to me BLAOW!!! give it up

[Verse 3: "Jr. Gong" Marley]
I wonda why so much ganja reach ya
And dem a wonda how so conquer feature
dem so big a must fi Bunny,Bob,and Peter
Teach it like a preach it like a preacher
Put you in a
couldn't style mi up plus no under achieve
Gimme di rizla gimme di cup and a senorita
Jr. Gong di veteran a trouble mi reach ya
DJ fi fi fan dem Grandtsand and di bleacha
Jumpin off the meter, you best yah
Babylon a smell skunk and couldn't get mi
Well ever since a ghetto yute dem get mi crippled
So mi know seh babylon dem a go get a
Everytime when we hear politician trippin
When a di big ting promote I'm right there wid di in
So just smile now yuh flip yuh likkle lippin
Got a big forty five trigga finga lickin
Then mi buck up yuh so far yuh don't know what's happenin
Dem wonderin how yuh get so it's like yuh fat and go gym
Get mi girl inna mi and mi cabin stabbin
It is slappin jappin dappin it is non
Hey! No pork cook inna mi kitchen
If a gal try dat she's a dead
Well a tear off mi pants stitchen
Natty dreadlocks inna di and have recline switchin
If a bwoy nuh like dat him may end up
dun tell yuh don't listen

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