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 this
to produce a record, say what

Welcome to where the killers 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 niggas
clappin' up and now they tell everyone

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

give it up I'm a veteran like Edison
I'ma light 'em up and get in your head
I'm better ever, never 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 competition know it nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
Damagin' and everybody you know we on a mission

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

The thing inside of me on tellin' me when to go
So I'ma reppin' the Midwest Choppers freakin' flows
And I'm to be up on top of this and truly be bustin'
Beggin' for mercy you punk I givin' you nothin', nothin'

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, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

We a chopper like a blender eatin' boys 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 lookin' so
Why we be the number one contenders

When 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 makin' another hot track
be lovin the way that we spin it when we try commentin' lots

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

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

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

You can try to us, you can try to beat us
Try to get your speed up but it gon' matter
'Cause after we get bendin' bustin gon' be no laughter
We takin' over the network, Tech is the master, master

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

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

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
Whether it's 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 lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

Midwest's gonna flow like, she'll flow with the more
'Cause the energy is the
I can that 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 sendin' your enemy's now
Irritated with the haters that be comin'
So I kick it like a brother but a African style

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

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

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

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

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

You heard 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 no game we untamed
Whether it's 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
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in lane

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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