Luyện nghe bài hát Midwest Choppers

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

Welcome to misery 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 anybody want it, the rapper niggas
clappin' up and now they tell everyone

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

We can or we can bang
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 in pain 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 ain't no we untamed
Whether it's 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 man stay in your lane
(Midwest Choppers)

the witness to murderers monologue 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

Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it, 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 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous

to get strange with it, bang 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 is right before your eyes
Who do you Killers who chop you
We stop you, pop you partner, you gawfin'
Get up the way when Techa N9ne be bustin'

Gotta it up I'm a veteran like Edison
I'ma light 'em up and get in head again
I'm better than ever, let 'em feather
it, be fed it since 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 make you understand I'm a
Even if you poppin' the competition in
Can't see the
And you can bet we criminal

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

We can sing or we can
It no game we untamed
Whether fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

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

We can sing or we can
It ain't no game we
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
you came and got drained
And listen man, 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 caught in a dilemma the sin, already coded
They're wounded, they're competition would for

The killa be like a fully damn brettin' made company
with 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 but my dealers are better

We keep a chopper like a eatin' boys up for dinner
The Guillotine will chop your 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 they come to the whats the post on the block
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 spin it when we try lots

And approach to the of a soldier
My opposition is the my future
I like atomic and anybody MOY I'ma fond of make
Me and my killer guerrillas 'cause we're the corner boys

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

In the hone of the century they 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 your speed up but it ain't matter
'Cause we get bendin' bustin there gon' be no laughter
We over the network, Tech N9ne is the master, master

We can or we can bang
It ain't no we untamed
Whether fame or we can aim
your brains, it ain't no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You heard I'm sayin'
We livin' in and it's a shame
That you came and got
And listen man, 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 no thing
(Midwest Choppers)

You what I'm sayin'
We livin' in and it's a shame
you came and got drained
And listen man, stay in lane
(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 style

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

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 like with the more strike with the fire

Baby, now you to say it off
'Cause I'm sippin' on and bustin'
Like your sendin' enemy's now
Irritated with the haters that be around
So I kick it like a brother but a African style

Meetin' with them I' really so, I'm too sick for a cure so
And no need for a doctor my bod work
Late in yo nerves straight 'cause they caught ya
Hands when I popped ya, now

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

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

But you can't get down, what is it? An exchange problem
'Cause I'm bustin' it's like a full heart stopper
Dalima, Tech N9ne, Kaliko with
Rippin' up the flow 'cause we 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 ain't no
(Midwest Choppers)

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

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

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

Diggy, diggy down piggy found
At the c-c-clownin' house Is bound for your town 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 nigga then zip it
De-zip it, you want to reposition your pivot
When we it and spit it we makin' somebody get it
And if they hear it then go live and forgive and forget it, stop

I and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the mouth
While we travelin' when were it
I'll speakin' 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 the drop of the Caribou
And if they see me pop and still with you and you
And I won't hesitate to you until you, what they do with you?

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

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

'Cause is more than breath we
And we come in 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 us to you, Tech N9ne collabo's
Welcome to Misery Company, and for all the haters
Fuckin' peasants, you, mother fucker, figure it out