Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

Welcome to punk, we deep 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
to produce a record, say what

Welcome to where the killers pop it up
I say pop it up I mean 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

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

We can or we can bang
It no game we untamed
Whether it's 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 listen man, stay in lane
(Midwest Choppers)

We can or we can bang
It no game we untamed
Whether it's 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 came and got
And listen man stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

the witness to murderers monologue of a minute
Come out of a formidable place
I can let you know the 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 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 you get it, we dangerous

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

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

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

Hit the mic and then we buy a little medicine
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
Automatic the ammunition
Killin' the competition it ain't nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
everythin' and everybody you know we on a mission

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

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

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether it's 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, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

The killa must be 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 keepin' the apartment, you tight but my dealers are better

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

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

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

They tryin to battle 'cause 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 with them to the top
And we'll stop till they get the millions

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

You can try to us, you can try to beat us
Try to get your speed up but it ain't gon'
'Cause after we get bendin' bustin there 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
Whether it's 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
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 what I'm sayin'
We livin' in and it's 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 'cause I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
Leave 'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a 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, stressin' your code
And I'd make you dance on the floor

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

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

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

Talk 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 leavin' yo bodies

But you can't get down, what is it? An exchange problem
'Cause whenever I'm bustin' it's a full heart stopper
Dalima, Tech N9ne, with 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
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 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 what I'm
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 nigga hookin' up with the fastest
Hit you with the lyrical, miracle whip incredible
Like to knock the head of a

Diggy, diggy down what'cha found
At the c-c-clownin' house Is for your town diggy, diggy, diggy
And if you lookin' for the 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, you want to reposition your pivot
When we write it and it we makin' somebody get it
And if they wont' it then go live and forgive and forget it, stop

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

But the road you and you and you
And I can stop with the of the Caribou
And if they see me pop and their 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 throw people some attitude
When you 'em on the check-amo, they putting down the gun

That Dalima is a chopper, a chopper
That Tech a chopper
Kaliko will your block off
You see it come and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

is more than breath we want
And we come in here
But we won't till we get to the top
Givin' the way that Midwest Chop, ya

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