Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

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

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Tung Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a styler
My tongue'll be flingin a pile of
Lyrical rhymes that's 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
radical
I'm one brother you never get next ta
your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm
of Cav
And crackin em up the word 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 light of a head and be wakin em up and then a
fly
I insist ya lay with the path of my and follow me like a

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

It's the Mista 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 the Cavalier from

The lyrical rhythm beginning and in the endin
I ratatattat tactics, em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm and rappin em up is dope as a crack
fix
Wack? - funky, I'm greater
Never to at the lyrical dictator, a state of
Shock is what I put a sucker into, then to
Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, 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 this? Hype as a 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 lyrical rhythm be like a mirror
a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to
me
The funk of the lyric will from me like peepee
You caught a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin water
Crackin em up with a flow and sort of I oughta
?? I'm bracin nations, race and chasin
My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and lyrical wastin
Tungs'll be cut like Jason,
Tung rocks, your lip'll lock
My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to hip-hop
Flip-flopped, a flow I wrote this
and makin some hocus pocus, focus
Tongue will be flippin just like I'ma locus
a diagnosis for Twisterosis
Crackin a mouth and them makin em I'ma put em up into a

You're sniffin aroma
I'm
I'm able to break up a that you might send in
The funk of the lyrical beginnin
Spinnin the suckers around like a
Be em holler kickin the funk of a lyrical scholar
I pray to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a
Throw better than bolo, ya that he can battle my solo
Just say oh no cause 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, then say
I'm rippin a rap and rockin a rhythm and ring in my tongue
I'ma em
And flow with a lyric it's inside em
And get the funk I be pumpin up in em
With and it's the
Yeah - Tung

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


But we get the Boogieman ??
Go head, kid

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

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

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

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

Of Cavalier, it's his album

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the whole entire hip-hop
We Audi
Take the mic,

Do the robotic