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 be hemps meat inside of a meal sack
Puny little better hit the jake
But that mean nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and your team, I'm up
And you dib me bead

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

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

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

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

Blick, sick
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 'cuz how we
Get

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

You swing from peach trees
While I sip my in the south west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it
out gems that's converted to hems and then
People be hummin' it from now to they to kin
My is starvin', you know they 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' through witness the

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off