Luyện nghe bài hát Manslaughter

Code name E D, on the one, two, three
Black hard MC
Rap slave, a brother on the scene
a machine gun and one magazine

Wanted, a half a for the body alone
Two million for the
If you see him, dial five slayer
A hot line to the governor and

He's with ammo, a weapon that's mine
All black in rap, strap tech
Silencer clipped, the rip on the sneak tip
The about ta flip

They him manslaughter

Code MD, rappin' fanatic, rappin' fanatic
No short taken, black
Hit man, my belt unbuckled
Book a look on my grill with no of a chuckle
Or laughter, 'cause my name ain't the Friendly Ghost

But I an MC if I have to
fast like Alakazoo, Alakazam
And I'll be damned, 'cause my slam like Bam Bam
Rubble, partner code name is E

those hazel green eyes that keep my man in trouble
Girls ride the tip, on his sac
I had to change my name to Wayne also known as Batman
And grab the with this hand
As I slay ya

They call him

Mad man fully and I quote
flex, last chump who did, he got smoked
Undercover, not D T but E D
And wonder why you're spinning my records on thirty

I'm the original, did crime, I'm no criminal
No static, pack a forty automatic
cat strapped in rap, holding my Johnson
Walking the streets, a vigilante Charles

As the kick, face his plate on the M1 done
Style's sharper than the blade in
First suckers the brain of a sucker MC
That can't count one, two,

I manage to damage, I the whole membrane insane
Like a base head doing
I kill a farmer plus his
'Cause I'm the E Double and this is

They us manslaughter
They it manslaughter

As I stare into the mirror, I could only resort
To a gangsta, penile train of thought
You're stomped out, you're down, you go big top shit
Run your jewels or get pistol whipped

'Cause I'm too to slip or miss a stitch on my rap hit
Sleep on a and you still can't get with
Me bro, with this flow and I don't know
Gun flow is my style, say so that you know

no time to dance or romance with a nuisance
Play ya like a to put some lead in ya pants
off you go to the rap rat pack
Be stripped of your mic, punk on your head we bozack

That's what the ordered
two of these, dead, manslaughter

They it manslaughter
They it manslaughter

To the and his daughter