Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

Welcome to misery punk, we deep rooted in
You know I'm sayin'
KCMO, KCK, you what I'm sayin'
That's how we do it, Tech N9ne in this
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 niggas
They clappin' up and now they tell

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

We can or we can bang
It ain't no game we
it's fame 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 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 ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in pain and a shame
That you and got drained
And listen man 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 it wicked
Twisted and you can see by the of my face

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 of a city who
Pock 'em and block 'em why can't you get it, we

Came to get strange with it, with it
Stop and get a little untamed it
Get the like a fully' ya bully 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? Killers who 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 head again
I'm better ever, never let 'em feather
Invest it, be fed it since it

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

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

The thing of me keep on tellin' me when to go
So I'ma reppin' the Midwest 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 you nothin', nothin'

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
Whether it's 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 and got drained
And listen man, stay in your
(Midwest Choppers)

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

Never worry we be the whenever somebody take the bite
Ain't talkin' about women, I'm talkin' paper
Be caught in a after the sin, already coded
They're wounded, 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 keepin' the apartment, partner you tight but my 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 they come to the street whats the post on the
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 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 like atomic and anybody MOY I'ma of make
Me and my killer guerrillas willin' we're the corner boys

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

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

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

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 what I'm
We livin' in and it's a shame
That you 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
Release your brains, it ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard what I'm
We livin' in pain and a shame
you came 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 'cause I'm a
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
Leave 'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a style

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

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

Baby, now you to say it off
I'm sippin' on heindig and bustin'
Like your your enemy's now
Irritated the haters that be comin' around
So I kick it a brother but with a African 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 nerves straight 'cause they ya
Hands down when I ya, now

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

Talk with it, let me act like you get tough it
When talk, come out of truck's bitichin'
there's crane's, you know
Killers gonna be to leavin' yo bodies smokin'

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

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
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 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 and it's a shame
you came and got drained
And man, stay in your lane

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

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

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

I write and keep babblin' on or 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 drop of the
And if they see me pop and their with you and you
And I won't hesitate to you until you, what they do with you?

And if you lookin' for the the betterer to combust
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 N9ne's a chopper
Kaliko will knock block off
You never see it and hit you
When we get runner, we walk off

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

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