Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

Welcome to misery where the 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, the rapper niggas
They clappin' up and now tell everyone

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

We can sing or we can
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 came and got
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can or we can bang
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 in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And man stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

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

Gotta it up I'm a veteran like Edison
I'ma 'em up and get in your head again
I'm better than ever, never let 'em
Invest it, be fed it since it

Hit the mic and then we buy a medicine I'ma
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
Automatic kickin' the
Killin' the competition know it nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
Damagin' and everybody you know we on a mission

Listen to me, how can I you understand I'm a general?
Even if you poppin' the in minimal
see the killers
And you can bet we criminal

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When they come to the street whats the post on the
For the I'ma liftin' my middle finger up to the cop
So on the way to the studio we go 'bout makin' another hot
They be lovin the way we spin it when we try commentin' lots

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

They to battle 'cause they want our position
But they ain't never gettin' in it, because the is bigger here
Like I told you we're number one dealin'
We'll connect with to the top
And then we'll stop till they get the

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

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

We can sing or we can
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 livin' in pain and it's a
That you and got drained
And man, stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

(Yelling my out loud)
I get to representin' the city, get the
Holla your brain I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
Leave 'em in a 'cause I'm a style master

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

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

Baby, now you to say it off
I'm sippin' on heindig and bustin'
Like your sendin' enemy's now
Irritated with the haters that be comin'
So I kick it like a brother but with a African

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

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

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

But really you get down, what is it? An exchange problem
'Cause whenever I'm bustin' it's like a full stopper
Dalima, Tech N9ne, Kaliko D-Loc
Rippin' up with the flow we Midwest Choppers

We can or we can bang
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 it's a
That you and got drained
And man, stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

Diggy, diggy down what'cha found
At the c-c-clownin' Is bound for your town diggy, diggy, diggy
And if you for the sound it can be found
the nigga wearin' the crown, are you really with me?

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

I write and keep on or rapplin' off at the mouth
While we travelin' when diggin' it
I'll speakin' about the that I'll be doin'
Couple a scoop and I pop my mouth stylin'

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

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

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

'Cause is than breath we want
And we in here headhuntin'
But we stop till we get to the top
Givin' the way we're Midwest Chop, ya

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