Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

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

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

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

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

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

me the mic and I'ma mangle it, tangle it
Definitely the people see that I got the of it
Pig you gotta try to make a mockery of a who
Pock 'em and block 'em why you get it, we dangerous

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

Well the answer is before your eyes
Who do you despise? Killers who 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 veteran Edison
I'ma light 'em up and get in your again
I'm than ever, never let 'em feather
Invest it, be fed it it separated

Hit the mic and then we buy a little I'ma
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
Automatic 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 you understand I'm a general?
Even if you the competition in minimal
Can't see the
And you can bet that we

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

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

Never we be the best whenever somebody take 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 must be like a fully damn brettin' made company
Tough with or with the Baretta right under my sweater
And we hide it in the lot the blood of my killas
Be keepin' the apartment, partner you tight but my dealers are

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

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 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

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

In the hone of the century they walkin' the limbo
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' there gon' be no laughter
We takin' over the network, Tech is the master, master

We can sing or we can
It no game 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 a shame
That you came and got
And man, stay in your 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 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)

(Yelling my out loud)
I get to the city, get the cane
Holla your brain I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a style 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, keep stressin' your
And I'd rather make you dance on the

Midwest's gonna like, she'll flow with the more strike
the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we
And we glow like with the 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 the haters that be comin' around
So I kick it like a brother but with a style

Meetin' with them I' really so, I'm too sick for a cure so
And no need for a my bod won't work
Late in makin' yo straight '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 with it, let me act like you get tough it
When they talk, come out of truck's
Often there's crane's, you
Killers gonna be devoted to yo bodies smokin'

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

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

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
Whether it's or we can aim
Release brains, it ain't 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, stay in your

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

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

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

I write and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the
While we when were diggin' it
speakin' about the things that I'll 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 still you and you
And I won't hesitate to chop you until you, they do with you?

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

That is a chopper, D-Loc a chopper
That Tech a chopper
Kaliko will knock your off
You see it come and hit you
When we get runner, we walk off

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

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