Luyện nghe bài hát N 2 Gether Now

Who can be the
Look up to the
in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm
I'm blazin' up the
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the
Lava stamps and brands me like a
I'm Dashin all the strikes
the media dykes
As for the fight
And that alone with keep Ghotti on the phone
in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the you at?

Let me hear you pigeons run mouth now
Shut the up!
I'm pluggin in them social
That keep my total bills a million
The time I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed the mind that I wreck it
Wait until the second round, knock him out

call me big John stud
My middle mud
Dirty flow
Too for you thugs
That can't stand the
up doc?
Hold big gun Elmer Fudd
The shot
Mr. I'm unplugged

Temperature's too hot for

Playin with can get you state time
Lock behind twelve from a great mind
Killa bees in the club when there's
a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til they slug
And another life in cold blood
Can't me?
Cause your blood
is tremendous
Crime is
shit different day
Father us
know not what they do
Our do
I'm big like easy, ya

What's that, I didn't you?
the fuck up!
Come on a little
the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 now
the fuck up!
What?

What's that, I didn't you?
the fuck up!
Come on a louder
Shut the up!
Everybody N 2 now
Shut the up!
What?

Headstrong, deadcon, dead by
Deadweight they dead
get it on
Twelve of throwdown
Who hold
Protect land both pound
Bizkit
Get like merry-go
What's the
through your stereo
Why it
Lifestyles of the prolific and
essential vitamins and minerals

Word on the is
They bit my
out their front teethes
Tryin to mine
Actin like they heard through the
fiendin for the baseline
To provide

Hard as to the cubicle
you find that monster
She
and Limp Bizkit
Roll on the
Kick a in the speaker
Pull the and inject

Mic
So what's it all
Where we run?
we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is
For the blood of eyes
on the track with Method
So get the
You get your one
Until you
I revolve around you got
From nowhere prepare
You'll be blinded by the
I told you not to
Now you're into stone
a microphone
But you forget you're in the zone
So the fuck up!
And take shit back
Cause all shit's whack
is doodoo
When it's way down that
Burnin up your brain a piston
So all those who didn't
Never even knew what they missin
And never even that the sky was fallin down
Wu-Tang Clan for the

What's that, I didn't hear
Shut the up!
Come on a louder
the fuck up!
Everybody N2 now
Shut the up!
What?

What's that, I didn't hear
the fuck up!
Come on a little
Shut the up!
Everybody N 2 now
the fuck up!
What?

It was over head all day every day


Wu-Tang, Bees, and the Limp

Gotta know the
Gotta know to
It ain't bein greezy
In a world of cleanliness and you know all that madness
We

Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, it on