Luyện nghe bài hát M.U.G.

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

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

Important, am I? Gotta ask
But then I twice like a Gemini
Authentic, percentage, my mind state
Eat and fit it

Bizarre pa, ain't it, flow you through draino
Lava, a volcano
Scorchin', torchin' the microphone I it

Freddie Foxxx with the twin
a temperillo
Aiyo fuck these niggas
Slice 'em up 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, from New York to Cali, I'm called an Rainer

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

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

And if he snitch, I him out and murder his bitch
And sedate her with my four pound clap
only rap but I'm livin' like that
So while niggas be talkin' dogs and walkin' like cats

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

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

Any play high post, I'm runnin' over
O.C. weigh like a fuckin' 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', what we
Bust up in session, smack niggas up like adolescence
(Like a D&D, I can't see a gang, no motherfuckin'
Seein' me that's pure fantasy)

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

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

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