Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

What's happenin,
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches of straight stupid, ignorant
dope funky stuff for ya,
So up your radio and get down to the Tung Twista
it, gee

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Tung Twista
a rhythm, a lyrical styler
My be flingin a funky pile of
rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em
holy, I'm
Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals em like petroleum,
I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm em off with the
radical
I'm one brother you could get next ta
Flex style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm
of Cav
And crackin em up with the of the wise
I be bringin em up in the flow of the dialect
I elect a flow for that try a wreck
I spark the of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a
fly
I insist ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me a

Flowin this from my lung, a twister
Mista, my be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bent
Steppin is the black gent, my Nubian accent
Breakin em up and makin em take in the smell of my funk I
be up in em
And then I'ma give em a of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna
bring em into my
Rock, the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwards
The funk of the rhythm'll snap, and pop, then flow, oh
I'm em follow the path of a God and my track'll be blacker
Cocoa
This lyric I'm makin is dope, don't call it
dis the Tung Twista
Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a
Then I'ma let it be that it's the way that I throw
makin the funk of the lyrical glow
And how I it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh,
my
Swing at the of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung

It's the Tung Twista

Boy, that's Twista for ya
at ya in 3d

?? than that, boy
it out
Kick it

My tongue is
I follow with Allah and the Father be stoppin the from

The lyrical rhythm beginning and in the endin
I tactics, give em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and em up is dope as a crack
fix
Wack? It's - funky, I'm
Never to at the lyrical dictator, a state of
Shock is what I put a sucker into, then to
Go the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the scent'll
be
Harmin this? Uh-uh, the kickin my charm in this
Simply I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist
this? Hype as a rattle be shakin and rippin the rhythm
And breakin up into a sweat, I be the lyrical servin a

So come near a, lyricist Cavalier - ah
Rock the flow of the lyrical rhythm be shinin a mirror
Hear a sucker at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to
me
The funk of the lyric flow from me like peepee
You caught a of my tongue as I be flow flowin like water
em up with a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta
?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and
My tongue tastin, a quick pace and facin lyrical wastin
be cut like Jason, racin
Tung Twista rocks, your lip'll
My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to Nubian
Flip-flopped, a flow when I this
Kickin and makin some hocus pocus,
Tongue be flippin just like this I'ma locus
Givin a diagnosis for
Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache put em up into a

You're sniffin dope
I'm
I'm to break up a sucker that you might send in
The funk of the rhythm beginnin
Spinnin the suckers like a dollar
Be makin em holler the funk of a lyrical scholar
I to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a hobo
Throw better than bolo, ya that he can battle my solo
Just say oh no that's a no-no
When I be smellin the of my flow, jo
I'm this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, then say

Take titles, then say
I'm a rap and then rockin a rhythm and ring in my tongue
bend em
And with a lyric it's steppin inside em
And get with the I be pumpin up in em
this and it's the
Yeah - Tung

Boy, if that ain't bad, my ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot,


But we get the Boogieman ??
Go head, kid

The was speaking, he said, what's up Mista Twista
you know that Nubians ain't never supposed to whisper
Talkin my back is makin it seem like it's a rumor
So me fact to face when you can decide to come to Juma
say your name backwards because you don't like Cav
Played to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right
The sucker of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm speakin this to the devil that calls his an Aztec
You ain't a Puerto-Rican, know I'm speakin, Islam you're

You might as open the doors of a church and become a deacon
Don't step to me, speakin the pep to me about your rep'll
be
Crept to me because I let see that you had leprosy
suckers that be dissin me I simply just insist ya
Stop against the Mista Tung Twista

Now that was bad,
But if you think was somethin
Wait you hear the album

I like to a shout to my son [Name]
And ?? to the Wiz

Of course Cavalier, his album

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the whole entire nation
We 5000
the mic, y'all

Do the robotic