Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

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 it, where the rapper niggas
They clappin' up and now they everyone

Misery loves company so we with thee
Enemy when it be 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
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 your
(Midwest Choppers)

We can sing or we can
It ain't no we untamed
it's fame 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 man stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

Came to get with it, bang 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 eyes
Who do you Killers who chop you
We gotta you, pop you partner, you gawfin'
Get up the way when Techa N9ne be bustin'

Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like
I'ma light 'em up and get in your head
I'm better than ever, 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 kickin' the
Killin' the competition know it nobody
(Hotta, Hotta, Hotta)
Damagin' everythin' and everybody you we on a mission

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

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

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
Whether fame 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
That you came and got
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

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

When they come to the street whats the post on the
For the killa I'ma liftin' my finger up to the cop
So on the way to the studio we go 'bout makin' another hot
They be lovin the way that we 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 willin' 'cause we're the boys

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

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

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

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

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

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

Midwest's gonna flow like, she'll flow the more strike
'Cause the 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 heindig and
Like your your enemy's now
Irritated the haters that be comin' around
So I kick it like a brother but a African style

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

Let's a trip to the back of your real guilt
Strange with the mettle to ill skill
Public outnumber howlin' with the was real screwed
Get 'cause 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 crane's, you know
gonna be devoted to leavin' yo bodies smokin'

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

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
Whether it's or we can aim
Release 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, in your lane
(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 heard what I'm
We in pain and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, stay in lane

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

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

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

I write and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the
While we travelin' when diggin' it
speakin' about the things 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 with the drop of the
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 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, they putting the gun

That Dalima is a chopper, D-Loc a
That Tech N9ne's a
will knock your block off
You never see it and hit you
When we gonna get runner, we off

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

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