Luyện nghe bài hát MRAZ

[Verse 1:
What the bloodclot? Get M-E-T-H-O-D, Drought 3 Dwayne
With a of Busta's craft and a hint of Big Poppa
Little dash of Nasty Nas, top it off with Bob
Throw 'em all in a and I'm what the fuck you get
And imagine like a figment
I'm a talking enigma
Something you figure
I am like Randy Savage on
That's vibrant and classic
A walking disaster hazard to any
That's rappin, we the underground
But globally they us cause we restoring the feeling
This spit voodoo yes
I am that appealing, I'm feeling up on her breasts
She all my children (Ha!)
in my mouth teeth made of gold
I'm sucking the areolas my the best of both
Double
And if they auctioning niggas I'm the top product
What am I saying they to auction our forefathers
is my mind shit I can't find it
Like looking for remote control after marijuana
How is he so niggerish yet so
It can't be possible he livin' everything he
I feel like we the game at remarkable timing

Juice]
Broke niggas only jokes niggas
I made more I can fit in this quote nigga
nigga, we the hope nigga
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka, we the hope
Hope Nigga, Nigga
Flatbush Zombie muthafucka we the nigga
Nigga, hope Nigga
Flatbush muthafucka we the hope nigga

2: Erick]
I sentences so I can reap the benefits
And I never see my but I'm working on my penmanship
I counted many blessings, stressing women, less of winning
If I'm talking shit, man I'm only kidding
Sitting on the sphere, Earth is spinning,
2012 is here still a kind of fear
It's material and I talkin fashion
Believe in what you want cause no one to seem what happens
Ya
Since I the cohiba, I'm evil
Zombies be competition, six feet deep your people
Only amounts of the medicine'll get you in a bind
I already got your heart, girl I wanna fuck your
But since I came, developed my name, the oughta slap you hard
I never drop the acid, bruh I'm trippy as
Because I'd rather knock it down of picking you up
So cut the ash right the diamond, my hair wrapped up like a shaman

[Verse 3:
Cruising down the street, got a 6-4
a heart full of pride, a mouth full of gold
Corny baby mama knocking at my do'
She just want my (income), I'd get my (dick sucked)
I be that Z-O-M-B, shawty tempt me
Leather on, Fonzirelli, on women, R. Kelly
Smashing in the telly, passing swishers rolled up with me
Trippy is as trippy does, me smoking potent cuz
Having visions of Betha coming back
Spitting crack, contemplating how we living Satan
Discriminating and hating, ain't rap
I call it food for the
What's your craving, Na-not for paparazzi the
Incredible dope, feta, the revenue
Never seen federal, gotta 'head of the revenue
Love my medical niggas disguised as friends
I see the lies, wannabes, G's
Peep A-P-C's, I'm a
Rep the N-Y-C, we got U-N-I, T-Y
It's y'all get off my N-U-T-Z's, please
I got the scoop, ain't that about a
Take a flick with the microphone ripper, grave
black ball nigga - sicker than your average
Twisting dank, fucking on the kitchen sank
What you