Luyện nghe bài hát (nfa) No Frontin Allowed

Mad

Brother way back.
blowing mics
Since the of
8-track.


out the weapon.
Rusted.
Your gets busted.
Run jules!
Shooting up ya fools.
your loser
Lazy
In pools.
Went
Came
still wack.
Now slobbing Marly's mob
For a track.
off like a bra
And its the witness.
No
A fru ?
Don't care about no
Got in it.
scripts
With letter in
The alphabet.
jump.
Jump!
And jingle rump.
Rump!
Here to pump
With real hot chunks.

I ain't no with
rhymes kid.
Put the mic
My know where ya live.
I you little
riddle
Right up the
And the police
the fiddle
In the hospital.
said, "He
Couldn't rip the
Roughness."
Rhymes kick your
But end up less.
Soul of a
Thousand
funeral wreathes
To all ya chiefs.
Is a raw
To a bearlin' in the
Brothers tapes ain't
Their best is wack.
I you think you
Got a to win
But my is stopped off
To the top ten.
Rough and and raw
I'm a callous.
The can say
"ain't no
In my palace."

can I be the
Flavor of the
I got the
I can bump a chump.
I got the
Straight my
hide-out.
I freak it in the
And let the hits
Ooz out.
on the scene
To let ya I
Wasn't
Got ya for my album
So I had to do something.
Write
To a bit
Not a bite.
And the ?
Freak you
All my might.
"Here I am to
the day!"
I the tracks
the mic
So I say "To chay"
And "On Gaurd"
When I'm swinging for brow.
in the house of hits
Ain't no allowed.

Just you thought
it was safe
To try and me.
Run for ya
Now here somes Mr.
And I'm pissed.
So watch how many
I'll be the
Boy ya look out
I ya like a cook-out.
So get the
The Mr. Funky
?
And you me do my thing.
Because I hit ya the funk
Of the
And your girl
"Bump-bump!
Get it, get it!"
Luke Skywalker.
I can't
I love with a passion.
Crash your front
the funk
You think I'm slam
See you front
You mad
The weight ?
Freak
"funky twin activate!"
on the mic
With the and muscles.
MC's
While their
Do the hustle.
See other
Try to dis the
But yo, your wrong.
Dammit, we all
Just get
see
There ain't no
allowed.
Yo, I'm out
Like the Cosby
to the Funky Child.

Punching
eyebrows
Off
Roughing it up
Lookin' your
off ?
It's a smash
And from my stash.
Be watching your kid.
Your girl and the path.
bout your macks and tax.
What's with
getting wet like
sex.
Ripping on that old kid.
sliced as a slit
Says I wet crib.
No question.
Testing the
And the and
Once the was released and
make your girl
and getcha.
you get the picture.
Boy better off
If a pit bit ya!
its like
In the fight.
the hype.
I'm giving crowds
Nose jobs Mike.
Fight alright
bite
Spot tonight
Is
Trigger happy
hit bite
My right.
And ya it's coming off
So ask it.
Snatching the
And on the rap tip.
Macking ya up.
Bringing the up.
And now ya need
my voice cuts.

Gain
And raw.
And never let a play it
Is my law.