Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

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

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

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 what 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 or we can bang
It ain't no game we
it's fame 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
you came and got drained
And man stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

Came to get strange it, bang with it
and get a little untamed with it
Get the chopper like a ya bully with a hoodie
Soon to get up and him out or split cane with it

the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise? who chop you
We gotta you, pop you partner, you gawfin'
Get up outta the way Techa N9ne be bustin'

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

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

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

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

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

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and it's a
you came and got drained
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 brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

The killa be like a fully damn brettin' made company
Tough with or the Baretta tucked right under my sweater
And we hide it in the lot the blood of my killas
Be the apartment, partner you tight but my dealers 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 critical for you well your walkin' away so ridiculed
Why ADDB we be the number one

they come to the street 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 makin' hot track
They be lovin the way that we spin it we try commentin' lots

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

They tryin to 'cause they want our position
But they ain't never gettin' in it, because the is bigger here
Like I you we're number one competitors 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 cross with
inside that they either be as a mean ever polite

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

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

We can or we can bang
It ain't no 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 listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

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

Meetin' with them I' really sure so, I'm too for a cure so
And no need for a doctor my bod work
Late in makin' yo nerves 'cause they caught ya
Hands when I popped ya, now

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

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

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

We can or we can bang
It no game we untamed
Whether fame or we can aim
your 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)

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

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in your

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

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

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

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

But the with you and you and you
And I can stop with the drop of the
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 Dalima is a chopper, a chopper
That Tech N9ne's a
will knock your block off
You never see it and hit you
we gonna get runner, we walk off

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

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