Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

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

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, the Mista Tung Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a styler
My be flingin a funky pile of
Lyrical 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 of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the
texture
I'm one brother you could get next ta
Flex your style, I'm 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 funky
I elect a for suckers that try a wreck
I spark the of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a
fly
I insist ya lay the path of my rhythm and follow me like a

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

It's the Mista Tung

Boy, that's 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 and then in the endin
I tactics, give em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm and rappin em up is dope 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 into, then to mentally
Go with the I be stylin, gee, funky is what the scent'll
be
Harmin Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this
Simply I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist
Calmin this? 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
the flow of the lyrical rhythm be shinin like a mirror
Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya be goin like this to
me
The funk of the lyric flow from me like peepee
You a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin like water
Crackin em up a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta
?? I'm bracin nations, race and chasin
My your 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 or tick tock to Nubian hip-hop
Flip-flopped, a flow I wrote this
Kickin and makin hocus pocus, focus
Tongue be flippin just like this I'ma locus
a diagnosis for Twisterosis
Crackin a mouth and them makin em ache I'ma put em up a

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

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

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


But we finna get the ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, what's up Twista
Don't you know that Nubians never supposed to whisper
Talkin behind my back is makin it seem like it's a
So tell me fact to face when you can decide to 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 half
The sucker of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm speakin this to the devil that calls his self an
You ain't a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam

You might as well open the doors of a church and become a
step to me, speakin the pep to me about what your rep'll
be
Crept to me because I let them see you had leprosy
suckers that be dissin me I simply just insist ya
Stop steppin against the Mista Tung

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

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

Of course Cavalier, it's his

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the whole entire hip-hop
We 5000
the mic, y'all

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