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, straight
dope funky stuff for ya,
So turn up radio and get down to the Tung Twista
it, gee

Let the Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a styler
My tongue'll be 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 slippin em like petroleum,
I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm em off with the
texture
I'm one you could never get next ta
Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the
of Cav
And crackin em up with the word of the
I be bringin em up in the flow of the funky
I elect a flow for suckers that try a
I spark the of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a
fly
I ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a

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

It's the Tung Twista

Boy, Tung Twista for ya
at ya in 3d

?? than that, boy
it out
Kick it

My is spinnin
I follow with Allah and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier

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

So never come a, lyricist Cavalier - ah
Rock the flow of the rhythm be shinin like a mirror
Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin this to
me
The of the lyric will flow from me like peepee
You caught a of my tongue as I be flow flowin like water
Crackin em up with a flow and sort of I oughta
?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and
My tongue tastin, a quick pace and facin lyrical wastin
Tungs'll be cut like Jason,
Tung Twista rocks, lip'll lock
My tongue'll be makin a tick or tick tock to Nubian hip-hop
Flip-flopped, a when I wrote this
Kickin and makin some pocus, focus
will be flippin just like this I'ma locus
Givin a diagnosis for
Crackin a mouth and them em ache I'ma put em up into a

You're sniffin aroma
I'm
I'm able to break up a sucker you might send in
The funk of the lyrical rhythm
Spinnin the suckers around a dollar
Be makin em kickin the funk of a lyrical scholar
I pray to Allah, I'm makin funky like I'm a hobo
Throw better bolo, ya thinkin 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 pumpin up and breakin this in with a lyrical, then say

Take titles, say ta-ta
I'm rippin a rap and rockin a rhythm and ring in my tongue
I'ma em
And with a lyric it's steppin inside em
And get with the funk I be up in em
this and it's the
Yeah - Twista

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


But we finna get the ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, what's up Mista
Don't you know that Nubians never supposed to whisper
Talkin behind my back is makin it seem it's a rumor
So tell me fact to face when you can decide to come to
Don't say your name backwards because you don't Cav
Played to the left by def and I'm eff up the right half
The descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm speakin this to the devil that his self 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 what your rep'll
be
Crept to me because I let them see that you had
Them suckers be dissin me I simply just insist ya
Stop steppin against the Tung Twista

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

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
Take the mic,

Do the robotic