Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

Welcome to misery punk, we rooted in this
You what I'm sayin'
KCMO, KCK, you know I'm sayin'
That's how we do it, Tech N9ne in place
Trying to produce a record, say

Welcome to where the killers pop it up
When I say pop it up I deal it at the turn of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it, where the niggas
They clappin' up and now they everyone

Misery loves company so we done with
Enemy it be energy sendin' me the route
My negativity trippin' wit me, you runnin' for your
you ran your mouth, mouth

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We in pain and it's a shame
That you and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

Find the to murderers monologue of a minute
Come out of a formidable place
I can let you the in's and the out's and I can spit it wicked
and you can see by the look of my face

Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it, it
Definitely the people see that I got the of it
Pig you gotta try to make a of a city who
Pock 'em and 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous

to get strange with it, bang with it
Stop and get a little with it
Get the chopper like a fully' ya bully a hoodie
Soon to get up and take him out or split with it

Well the answer is before your eyes
Who do you Killers who chop you
We stop you, pop you partner, you gawfin'
Get up outta the way when Techa N9ne be

Gotta give it up I'm a veteran Edison
I'ma light 'em up and get in head again
I'm better than ever, let 'em feather
Invest it, be fed it since it

Hit the mic and then we buy a little I'ma
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
kickin' the ammunition
Killin' the know it ain't nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
Damagin' everythin' and everybody you we on a mission

Listen to me, how can I you understand I'm a general?
if you poppin' the competition in minimal
Can't see the
And you can bet we criminal

The thing inside of me on tellin' me when to go
So I'ma keep reppin' the Midwest Choppers flows
And I'm to be up on top of this and truly be bustin'
Beggin' for mercy you punk I ain't givin' you nothin',

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether it's or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We livin' in and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether fame or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We livin' in pain and a shame
That you and got drained
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

Never worry we be the best whenever take the bite
Ain't talkin' about women, I'm talkin' paper
Be in a dilemma after the sin, already coded
They're wounded, they're competition would for

The killa be like a fully damn brettin' made company
Tough with or with the Baretta tucked right under my
And we hide it in the lot where the of my killas
Be the apartment, partner you tight but my dealers are better

We keep a chopper a blender eatin' boys up for dinner
The Guillotine will chop your hands of and 'em out the window
We're too critical for you well your walkin' lookin' so ridiculed
Why we be the number one contenders

When they come to the whats the post on the block
For the killa liftin' my middle finger up to the cop
So on the way to the studio we go 'bout another hot track
be lovin the way that we spin it when we try commentin' lots

And approach to the of a soldier
My is the my cultural future
I split atomic and anybody MOY I'ma fond of make
Me and my killer guerrillas 'cause we're the corner boys

They tryin to battle 'cause want our position
But they ain't gettin' in it, because the music is bigger here
I told you we're number one competitors dealin'
We'll connect them to the top
And then we'll stop they get the millions

In the hone of the century been walkin' the limbo
Chemistry you can never cross with
Thinkin' inside that they be as a mean ever polite

You can try to us, you can try to beat us
Try to get your speed up but it ain't matter
'Cause after we get bendin' bustin gon' be no laughter
We takin' over the network, Tech N9ne is the master,

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether it's or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and it's a
That you and got drained
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether it's or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
you came and got drained
And man, stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

(Yelling my out loud)
I get to the city, get the cane
Holla your 'cause I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel comin'
'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a style master

And I'm now, just so ya know
I 'em sweat 'cause I'm best with the flow
Whenever you wanna flex, we can go, keep stressin' your
And I'd rather you dance on the floor

Midwest's gonna flow like, she'll flow with the strike
'Cause the is the bomb
I can that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we glow like with the more strike the fire

Baby, now you to say it off
'Cause I'm sippin' on heindig and
Like your sendin' your now
with the haters that be comin' around
So I kick it a brother but with a African style

with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a cure so
And no need for a my bod won't work
Late in makin' yo nerves straight 'cause they ya
Hands when I popped ya, now

Let's a trip to the back of your real guilt
Strange individual the mettle to ill skill
Public outnumber howlin' with the bro's was real
Get down 'cause the could be farce and big wheels

Talk it, let me act like you get tough with it
When they talk, out of truck's bitichin'
Often crane's, you know
Killers be devoted to leavin' yo bodies smokin'

But really you can't get down, what is it? An exchange
'Cause whenever I'm bustin' it's a full heart stopper
Dalima, N9ne, Kaliko with D-Loc
Rippin' up with the flow 'cause we Choppers

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
Whether it's or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We livin' in pain and a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane

Nigga you better act right, get right
I'm the baddest nigga hookin' up with the fastest bad-ass's
Hit you with the lyrical, lyrical miracle whip
to knock the head of a several

Diggy, diggy down piggy found
At the house Is bound for your town diggy, diggy, diggy
And if you lookin' for the sound it can be
the nigga wearin' the crown, are you really with me?

And you hear it then nigga then zip it
De-zip it, you want to reposition your pivot
When we write it and spit it we makin' get it
And if they wont' hear it then go live and and forget it, stop

I and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the mouth
we travelin' when were diggin' it
I'll about the things that I'll be doin'
Couple a scoop and I pop my free stylin'

But the road you and you and you
And I can with the drop of the Caribou
And if they see me pop and their still you and you
And I won't hesitate to you until you, what they do with you?

And if you lookin' for the betterer the betterer to
You got the gun for fun
And if you throw people black attitude
When you attack 'em on the check-amo, putting down the gun

That is a chopper, D-Loc a chopper
That N9ne's a chopper
will knock your block off
You never see it and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

is more than breath we want
And we come in headhuntin'
But we stop till we get to the top
the way that we're Midwest Chop, ya

Strange music bitch, seven of excellence
T on T and N, 9 and E, real numbers
Now from us to you, N9ne collabo's
Welcome to Misery Loves Company, and for all the
Fuckin' peasants, you, mother fucker, figure it out