Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

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

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, the Mista Tung Twista
a rhythm, a lyrical styler
My tongue'll be flingin a pile of
Lyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be 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 could get next ta
your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm
of Cav
And crackin em up with the word of the
I be bringin em up in the flow of the dialect
I elect a flow for suckers try a wreck
I spark the light of a head and be em up and then cause 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 style'll be makin a and be leavin the tracks bent
Steppin is the lyrical black gent, my 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 of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna
em into my doctrine
Rock, then the rhythm'll makin the spin blackwards
The funk of the rhythm'll snap, and pop, then flow, oh
I'm makin em follow the path of a God and my track'll be
Cocoa
This lyric I'm is dope, don't call it so-so
Don't dis the Twista
Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya 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 it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh,
my
Swing at the rhythm of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a

It's the Mista Tung

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 from

The lyrical rhythm and then 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? It's - funky, I'm
Never to step at the lyrical dictator, a of
Shock is I put a sucker into, then to mentally
Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the
be
this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this
Simply I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacist
Calmin this? Hype as a rattle be and rippin the rhythm
And breakin up a sweat, I be workin the lyrical servin a

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

You're dope aroma
I'm
I'm able to break up a that you might send in
The of the lyrical rhythm beginnin
Spinnin the suckers around like a
Be makin em holler kickin the funk of a lyrical
I pray to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a
Throw better than bolo, ya that he can battle my solo
say oh no cause 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, say ta-ta
I'm rippin a rap and then rockin a and ring in my tongue
I'ma em
And flow with a 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 ain't Lewis Tyrone Chillinfoot,


But we get the Boogieman ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, what's up Twista
Don't you know that Nubians ain't supposed to whisper
Talkin behind my back is makin it like it's a rumor
So tell me fact to face when you can decide to to Juma
Don't say your name backwards you don't like Cav
Played to the by def and I'm gonna eff up the right half
The sucker descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz
I'm speakin this to the that calls his self an Aztec
You a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam you're

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

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

I like to give a shout to my son
And ?? to the Wiz

Of course Cavalier, his album

My man

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

Do the robotic