Luyện nghe bài hát M.U.G.

Penicillin on wax, the for rap
Crooklyn Dodger number two on the map
Perhaps you I was gone, well surprise nigga
Not physically, but I'm a massive

Al status, the baddest, exotic
Repetition like a automatic, can't it
High floatin', po like coke snortin'
When I see a fetus, moms thought about

Important, am I? ask myself
But then I think like a Gemini
Authentic, percentage, calculating my mind
Eat and fit it

Bizarre pa, it, flow you through like draino
Lava, from a
Scorchin', the microphone I lost it

Freddie with the twin millies
a temperillo
Aiyo Foxxx fuck these
'em up like an ox pop

Yeah, okay, it's time to bring these rap from Fantasy Isle
I bring it to fake niggas with a quick and a smile
You know my style, most feared entertainer
Yeah, New York to Cali, I'm called an acid Rainer

While you frontin' ballin', son I stays in the mix
Same bullets in burner since '76
Act like you can't tell, be live as hell
so much shots
When my hit the ground it sound like "Rock the Bells"

Call me Knuckles 'cuz my hands be swell
From knockin' niggas out from the lies tell
Oh well, I bet you feel me all up in ya
I make the saucest nigga catch a blame it on stress

And if he snitch, I bail him out and murder his
And then sedate her with my four pound
Shit's only rap but I'm livin' like
So when while niggas be talkin' and walkin' like cats

Niggas mouths were way too fat
But O.C. and big Fred Oxxx, we to bring it back
"Let's go back"
"I'm tellin' it like that"

We be money under ground but you can't get
'Cuz if you step into my round, you be one son
We get where niggas be scared to come
And we got a lot to give, but you don't want none

Any nigga play post, I'm runnin' over
O.C. weigh tons like a Range rover
(Tellin' to they face that the fassad is over
Now it's time for this nigga shit, can you feel this?)

No question, we manifestin', we feel
Bust up in your session, smack niggas up like
(Like a D&D, I can't see a gang, no body
me that's just pure fantasy)

True indeed son, we the one
While goin' out like that, we bring it on like Scarface
(That's means murder case, I bring highs to any
the profession)

Mean real niggas on the mic, bringin' it back
It's mad potent, like good crack, it's type
All up in ya mind, you don't hard times

We be money ground but you can't get none
'Cuz if you into my round, you be one dead son
We get love where niggas be to come
And we got a whole lot to give, but you don't none