Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For real who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the hangin' out of the window
Bird chest witcha fearaf?
Around you'll be hemps meat of a meal sack
Puny little better hit the jake
But doesn't mean nothin' to the heart within
You up you and your team, I'm amped up
And you dib me bead

My shine, what the is on your
Little weakling rappers better hit the
Other brothers ain't motivated, they do it
Not only did I penetrate it I ran it
My music on and we march at the dance
of your mind or inside of my pants?
Musical intention that we have is
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on

Oh well, here comes the gelatin
on some sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now your party is completely
Real is Kamal, I'm in completely zone
It's rap time for you, means nap time
Preachin' my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise at the end like the sixth sense

Heavy hitters shit out the park
You couldn't really play tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp laced with bleach
You wanna play around kid, I'm not a at the beach
A stroll in the park or playground
Put on your headphones, me how grenades sound
Put on walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets

All my bitches, dance if you know you dam sure
Let drip on the dance floor if you wanna
Get
That, bust gats
Better let 'em in they rush that 'cuz they wanna
Get

Blick, sick
Get
you can get off my and
Get
I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And up the spot for all of you 'cuz that's how we
Get

with the brand new quickly we pan to
The young man with intentions to ban you
that people need an aid today
So many away, so many fiend to stay
I really rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say
While the fraudulent act raps so they cop rings
Or maybe because when was young
They was fronted on and left alone to they own fun
Now they've all up to be
I'm giving you the rope will you tie up the

You swing dangling from trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it
Drippin' out gems that's to hems and then
be hummin' it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you know want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
a check in my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract comin' witness the bull

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off