Luyện nghe bài hát Mista Tung Twista

What's happenin,
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the Tung Twista, baby
inches of straight stupid, straight ignorant
dope stuff 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 Mista Tung
Pumpin a rhythm, a styler
My tongue'll be flingin a funky of
Lyrical that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em
holy, I'm
the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum,
I'm
Pumpin the of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the
texture
I'm one brother you could never get ta
Flex 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 of the funky dialect
I elect a flow for suckers that try a
I spark the light of a and be wakin 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 be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bent
Steppin is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian
Breakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my I
be up in em
And then I'ma give em a of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna
bring em into my
Rock, then the 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
lyric I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-so
Don't dis the Twista
Leavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a
Then I'ma let it be known that it's the way 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 Tung Twista

Boy, that's Tung 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 beginning and then in the endin
I tactics, give em black kicks
Flow of the lyric I'm pumpin and em up is dope as a crack
fix
Wack? - funky, I'm greater
Never to step at the 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
this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in this
Simply because I'm in this, I'm as as a pharmacist
Calmin this? Hype as a rattle be shakin and the rhythm
And breakin up into a sweat, I be workin the lyrical a

So never come near a, lyricist - ah
Rock the flow of the rhythm be shinin like 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 work of my tongue as I be flow flowin water
Crackin em up a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta
?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and
My your tastin, a quick pace and facin lyrical wastin
Tungs'll be cut Jason, racin
Tung rocks, your lip'll lock
My tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to Nubian
Flip-flopped, a flow when I this
Kickin and some hocus pocus, focus
Tongue will be flippin just like this I'ma
Givin a for Twisterosis
Crackin a mouth and them em ache I'ma put em up into a

You're sniffin aroma
I'm
I'm to break up a sucker that you might send in
The funk of the lyrical beginnin
Spinnin the around like a dollar
Be makin em holler the funk of a lyrical scholar
I pray to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a
Throw better than bolo, ya thinkin 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
bend em
And with a lyric it's steppin inside em
And get with the funk I be up in em
With and it's the
Yeah - Twista

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


But we finna get the ??
Go head, kid

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, up Mista Twista
Don't you know Nubians ain't never supposed to whisper
Talkin my back is makin it seem like it's a rumor
So tell me fact to face you can decide to come to Juma
Don't say name 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 calls his self an
You ain't a Puerto-Rican, what I'm speakin, Islam you're

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

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

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

Of course Cavalier, it's his

My man

And the DJ Cut
And the entire hip-hop nation
We Audi
the mic, y'all

Do the robot