Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

What's happenin,
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Twista, baby
inches of straight stupid, straight ignorant
dope funky for ya, baby
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 tongue'll be flingin a pile of
Lyrical rhymes 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
radical
I'm one you could never 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 em up in the flow of the funky dialect
I elect a for suckers that 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 this from my lung, a twister
Mista, my style'll be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks
Steppin is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian
em up and then makin em take in the smell of my funk I
be up in em
And then I'ma em a lick 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 the path of a God and my track'll be blacker
Cocoa
This lyric I'm makin is dope, don't it so-so
Don't dis the Tung
Leavin the suckers as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sister
Then I'ma let it be known that 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, I'm gonna give em a Tung

It's the Tung Twista

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

?? funkier that, boy
it out
Kick it

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

The lyrical beginning and then in the endin
I ratatattat tactics, give em black
Flow of the lyric I'm and rappin em up is dope as a crack
fix
It's - funky, I'm greater
Never to at the lyrical dictator, a state of
Shock is what I put a into, then to mentally
Go the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the scent'll
be
Harmin this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in
Simply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a
Calmin this? Hype as a rattle be 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 be shinin like a mirror
Hear a step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to
me
The of the lyric will flow from me like peepee
You caught a work of my as I be flow flowin like water
Crackin em up with a and sort of slaughter I oughta
?? I'm Nubian nations, race and chasin
My tongue your tastin, a quick pace and facin lyrical
Tungs'll be cut Jason, racin
Twista 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
Kickin and makin some hocus pocus,
Tongue will be flippin just like this I'ma
a diagnosis for Twisterosis
Crackin a and them makin em ache I'ma 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 lyrical rhythm
Spinnin the around like a dollar
Be em holler kickin the funk of a lyrical scholar
I pray to Allah, I'm makin this like I'm a hobo
Throw better than bolo, ya thinkin that he can battle my
Just say oh no cause that's a
When I be smellin the of my flow, jo
I'm pumpin this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, say

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

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


But we get the Boogieman ??
Go head, kid

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

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

Now was bad, baby
But if you think was somethin
Wait till you the album

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 nation
We 5000
the mic, y'all

Do the robot