Luyện nghe bài hát Make A Move

Smokin' MC's a bowl of Buddha
in my bong NOW
You want to step to the rhythm of the funk degrees
You'll be a prisoner in the temple of
Move it out, just it on out, no doubt
We the one crew
Kickin' mark ass niggas out the
Puttin' up an argument, don't bother
`Cause I'll whoop that ass just like I'm your

Take heed to the master's yes y'all
(Bring cell-phone cause I fade them all)
fly
But they don't a fuck about who dies
When in the middle of the fuckin'
No question,
Nowhere to run from the
Let the rain come
there goes another body on the ground
Watch out for G
It's the Cypress family
Kickin' up can you handle us fragilly
Growin' your mind like a tumour
Spreading in your head like a
Venomous!
I'm the underground, I take care of business
What the fuck is

Move `em out! Move `em on out! `em out!

Suckas come in all sizes and colors
Let me get the
And hang `em their fuckin' necks broke
Wind passage cut off, now you breathe
Let me you what you need
A fat dose of the weed
Like a on a string
I'm the one controlling ass
With the rough shit here to
My army like the buddha I sold ya
seed planted is another fuckin' soldier
Like the `coup
Now ya are in the middle of the
in your car
They find ya
At the bottom of the
Let me ya
You be lookin' behind ya
It's too late, ain't no one standin'
Hallucination, bees in your ear
Paranoia, dwelling to your piece
Increase, the level of the terror move ceased

`em out! Move `em on out! Move `em out!

Make a move, a move, every posse make a move

on
Open up the doors for the high funk
With the point the dick can die
Rolling the six shooter

Still shootin' straight
Lookin' for the buster I must eliminate
No
As the demise
Let the four
As I him right in the eyes
And rip niggas in half
With the
They can't find a
I the aftermath
Still I reign the we remain
The big bad Hill, fuckin' niggas up again
When I aim I'm scopin' for your
Brother low, cross-hairs break you up the frame

Move `em out! Move `em on out! `em out!