Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

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 want it, where the rapper niggas
They up and now they tell everyone

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

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

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
Whether 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 came and got
And man stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

Find the to murderers monologue of a minute
out of a sinister formidable 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 of my face

Give me the mic and mangle it, tangle it
Definitely the people see I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to make a mockery of a who
'em and block 'em why can't 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 fully' ya bully with a
Soon to get up and him out or split cane with it

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

Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like
light 'em up and get in your head again
I'm better ever, never let 'em feather
it, be fed it since it separated

Hit the mic and then we buy a medicine I'ma
(Choppa, Choppa, Choppa)
kickin' the ammunition
Killin' the know it ain't 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
if you poppin' the competition in minimal
Can't see the
And you can bet we criminal

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

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

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

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

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

We keep a like a blender eatin' boys up for dinner
The will chop your hands of and throw 'em out the window
We're too critical for you well walkin' away lookin' so ridiculed
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 we go 'bout makin' another hot track
They be lovin the way we spin it when we try commentin' lots

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

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

In the hone of the century they been the limbo
you can never cross with them
Thinkin' inside that they either be as a mean 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' bustin there gon' be no
We takin' over the network, Tech is the master, master

We can sing or we can
It ain't no we untamed
Whether 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 your
(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 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 the city, get the cane
Holla brain 'cause I'm a disaster
Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha
Leave 'em in a 'cause I'm a style master

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

Midwest's gonna flow like, she'll with the more strike
the energy is the bomb
I can that 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 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

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

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

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

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

We can or we can bang
It no game we untamed
Whether 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 came and got
And listen man, in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

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 in pain and it's a shame
That you and got drained
And listen man, stay in your

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

Diggy, diggy down what'cha found
At the c-c-clownin' 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 nigga then zip it
De-zip it, make you want to reposition your
When we write it and spit it we 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' when diggin' it
I'll speakin' about the things that I'll be
Couple a scoop and I pop my mouth 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 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 people some black
When you 'em on the check-amo, they putting down the gun

That Dalima is a chopper, D-Loc a
That N9ne's a chopper
Kaliko knock your block off
You see it come and hit you
When we get runner, we walk off

'Cause is more than breath we
And we come in here
But we won't 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, numbers bitch
Now from us to you, Tech collabo's
to Misery Loves Company, and for all the haters
Fuckin' peasants, suit you, mother fucker, it out