Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

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

Let the Cavalier kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung Twista
Pumpin a rhythm, a lyrical
My tongue'll be flingin a funky of
rhymes 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 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 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 flow for that try a wreck
I spark the light of a head and be em up and then cause a
fly
I ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a

Flowin this from my lung, a twister
Mista, my style'll be makin a and be leavin the tracks bent
Steppin is the black gent, my Nubian accent
Breakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my I
be up in em
And then give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna
bring em 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 be blacker
Cocoa
This lyric I'm is dope, don't call it so-so
Don't dis the Twista
the suckers soft 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 it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh,
my
at the rhythm of suckers, then 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 is spinnin
I with Allah and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier from

The lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the
I ratatattat tactics, give em black
Flow of the I'm pumpin 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 sucker into, then to
Go with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the
be
Harmin Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this
Simply because I'm in this, I'm as as a pharmacist
Calmin this? as a rattle be shakin and rippin the rhythm
And breakin up into a sweat, I be the lyrical servin a

So never come near a, lyricist - ah
Rock the flow of the lyrical rhythm be shinin a mirror
Hear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin this to
me
The funk of the lyric will flow from me 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 your tastin, a quick and facin lyrical wastin
Tungs'll be cut like Jason,
Tung Twista rocks, your lock
My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to Nubian
Flip-flopped, a flow I wrote this
Kickin and makin some pocus, focus
Tongue will be flippin just like this 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 that you might send in
The funk of the rhythm beginnin
Spinnin the suckers around a dollar
Be makin em holler the funk of a lyrical scholar
I to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a hobo
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 pumpin this up and this in with a lyrical, then say

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

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


But we get the Boogieman ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, up Mista Twista
Don't you know that ain't 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 descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm speakin this to the devil that calls his an Aztec
You a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam you're

You might as well 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 see that you had leprosy
Them suckers that be me I simply just insist ya
steppin against the Mista Tung Twista

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

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

Of Cavalier, it's his album

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the whole entire nation
We 5000
Take the mic,

Do the robotic