Luyện nghe bài hát N.T.

For real who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge hangin' out of the
Bird witcha winderous fearaf?
Around you'll be hemps meat of a meal sack
Puny little bucks 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, the is on your mind?
weakling rappers better hit the grind
Other ain't motivated, they can't do it
Not did I penetrate it I ran through it
My music comes on and we march at the
Inside of your or inside of my pants?
Musical intention that we have is
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm on your

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off