Luyện nghe bài hát Mysteries

INTRO [Kardinal Offishall]
Yo
Yo
{Yo man, what up?}
night man, last night I was out by this club, yo
This man talking to me outside telling me how he axe inside my ear
Trying to stress the F.O.S. nawhatImean?
Know what I mean, about a whole bunch of de nuttin'
Yo this out man
Yo out what this go
Check this out like
Offishall]
Niggas is it you do?
Or what I'm thinking I can accomplish?
Either way I'mma dog shit, because you ain't a hit
Brother up there talking loud, you're rocking a crowd ain't
Freestyling and so what in the world are you you going to do
With that wack crew, whole damn setup
F.O.S. should get wet up 'cause niggas don't let up
Word up, they rock every show and they they large
Y'all y'all talk to every hoe and think that how it go
Well this is how it is, teach y'all nigs the biz
While you claim to the street when there's a barrel to your cheek
Y'all niggas crying like sweeter than a box full of Pot of Gold chocolates
Let me really tell you how it be told
Y'all niggas couldn't last up in the real
real G's get shot and lyrics don't mean shit to a cop
When niggas do dat, for real dat one cap peel type shit
The Nonce brothers quit
But until that point in time, keep going with your
And I'm come to every show and make sure I drop
And yell aloud freestyle, in to make you plop
'Cause my shit don't stop until y'all niggas
up
CHORUS X2 [Kardinal Offishall] R&B}
You know it ain't right (right) {you know it ain't
Haters try to but they can't (right right)
{The in the night}
The mysteries in the night got me flipping, evil players got me
Circle maintain sight (that's right)
Offishall] {Saukrates}
Yo Sauks, {what
think we can't kick this shit for real
But I'mma let 'em know, quite how the go
Up the T-dot, oh yes the flex is genuine
Ten with the style imperial
And we might pull ya gal, word up the Offishall style
No doubt we in to win this, I wrote the book and drink the Guinness
And we made a stack waiting for niggas to finish
Your bitching, switching up your every time
Talking shit 'cause he couldn't fuck with the line
we couldn't rap, now we can't get strapped
Brother I get down like that, but Super G got my back
And Y-Look got the headline, your got my waistline
In time you see the F.O.S. niggys
Down straight from excellence, pestilence
Keeps pushing us to the top, yo brother it stop
It stop y'all
x2
[Kardinal
Just because you keep my name, momma that you know
The Mr. Lu doesn't run from a crew
Ask my man
If you test tear your section in half to divide the aftermath
The Circle rocks to maintain our title
you bustin' caps for nothing, we get paid for our recital
Bitch, do not ever mess with the squad, I told u it don't 'til they kill hip-hop
And even then we'll still rock for the heads that still it
And even if it's one, we'll get the job
Player, better wave your in the air
So your crew can get dropped, for it don't stop
We'll still for the heads that still with it
And even if it's one we'll get the job
Player, wave your hands in the air
So crew can get dropped, for real it don't stop
It don't stop
X3
OUTRO Offishall] {Female R&B}
Yeah yeah, on the Hill, on
{Mysteries in the
Uh huh uh huh
Forever baby, to the year 2G, know what I'm
up we out
Like that and uh, like and uh