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, N9ne in this place
to produce a record, say what

Welcome to misery where the pop it up
When I say pop it up I mean it at the turn of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it, where the rapper
They clappin' up and now they tell

loves company so we done with thee
Enemy it be energy sendin' me the route
My negativity trippin' wit me, you runnin' for life
you ran your 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 heard I'm sayin'
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

Find the witness to monologue 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 it, tangle it
Definitely the see that I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to make a of a city who
Pock 'em and block 'em why can't you get it, we

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

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

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

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

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 that we

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

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

We can sing or we can
It ain't no we untamed
Whether fame or we can aim
your brains, it ain't 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)

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

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

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

When come to the street whats the post on the block
For the killa I'ma liftin' my middle up to the cop
So on the way to the we go 'bout makin' another hot track
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 cultural
I split atomic and anybody MOY I'ma fond of make
Me and my guerrillas willin' 'cause we're the corner boys

tryin to battle 'cause they want our position
But they never gettin' in it, because the music is bigger here
Like I told you we're number one dealin'
We'll with them to the top
And then we'll stop they get the millions

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

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

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

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether 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 and got drained
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

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

And I'm now, just so ya know
I 'em sweat 'cause I'm best with the flow
you wanna flex, we can go, keep stressin' 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 glow like the more strike with the fire

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

Meetin' with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a so
And no need for a doctor my bod 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 your real
Strange individual with the to ill skill
Public outnumber with the bro's was real screwed
Get down the talks could be farce and big wheels

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And when you hear it then then zip it
it, make you want to reposition your pivot
When we it and spit it we makin' somebody get it
And if they hear it then go live and forgive and forget it, stop

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

But the with 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 hesitate to chop you until you, what they do with you?

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

Dalima is a chopper, D-Loc a chopper
That Tech N9ne's a
Kaliko knock your block off
You see it come and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

'Cause is more breath we want
And we come in here
But we stop till we get to the top
Givin' the way that Midwest Chop, ya

Strange music bitch, seven years of
T on T and N, 9 and E, real numbers
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