Luyện nghe bài hát No Airplay

Y'all wanna put it on and do all the real [BACKWARDS]?
Ya just wanna go straight to Aight
You don't wanna mix it or nothin'? Aight do it
You me to do the hook part too?
it out uh, check it out uh
Yeah that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word up
no doubt about this, I'm settin' this [BACKWARDS] right in here
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm gonna sex up, yeah go like this here
it out

I'm [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
Flame throwin' their troops, they recoup from drinkin' acid soup
Spectacular, vernacular, miraculous raw
off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin' [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition
In the trenches, killin' for mere
to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for to bring the drama
I get more ass a toilet seat
So put ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]
Your mother[BACKWARDS] death wish be soloist
R-double you ain't stylish
mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to Parsons
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Or taste the and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpost
at'cha neck to check ya for respect
Ya back get snapped, your lower spine wet
Hips get ripped and then thighs start to slide
I'm up [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up your inside

And don't be gettin' no
A jam that'cha love, a jam love
It's a jam that'cha love that don't be no airplay
A jam that'cha love, a jam love

Yeah, the rugged ass style I
They got the goin' from Bel Air to baggin up sess
[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] [BACKWARDS] in his corn
You never put me on this mic, you was warned
I got [BACKWARDS] chasin behind my for garbage bags
Hopin to bring in to throw old to one of da fags
Huh, I'm on my mother[BACKWARDS] like dat
I put it in chest and make your heart go flat
All the mother[BACKWARDS] in the world can't save ya
When I drop these chains on ya and enslave ya
Once you was on a pedestal now ya gettin'
[BACKWARDS] is critical, fightin at the pinnacle
I'm burnin [BACKWARDS] like a do a cross
Ain't no three-in-a-row tic tac toe, this is a flow boss
[BACKWARDS] understand my language
Then rap and vanish and camouflage the damage

To it may concern, youknowhutI'msayin?
We're gonna do this right here, is bond, huh huh
Cos it's a jam that you love don't be gettin' no airplay
(A jam love that don't be gettin' no airplay)
I wanna do that one yo

And don't be gettin' no
A jam that'cha love, a jam that'cha
a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin' no airplay
A jam that'cha love, a jam love

To it may concern on this mother[BACKWARDS] test
I got the zest to clip ya ya vest
Little with big 40's talkin' loud, actin' proud
Bloaw! Now ya chokin off a black
El's til your brain swells
Inhale deep sleep and me off them old ass Rock The Bells
You mother[BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you fakin
You don't want it, I'm burnin' up the wax
I'm a trailblazin, gun totin,
Black ass New York choppin' like a blade
Bullshinanigans, ass mannequins
Mother[BACKWARDS] and I bet you ain't no slam again
Yeah I siad it and [BACKWARDS] sweat it
What? You catch a missile in ya gut

Ha ha, word is yo
It's a jam that'cha love that don't be no airplay
Yeah, ha ha, word is
Y'knowhutI'msayin? I'm mother[BACKWARDS] wreck in here,

[BACKWARDS] to all them rookies, [BACKWARDS] up ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word,
And sometimes [BACKWARDS] skill boys, you just gotta at
Mother
Ha ha, uh
A jam that'cha love don't be gettin' no airplay
A jam love, a jam that'cha love
Yeah, I wanna shout it out to my mother[BACKWARDS] [BACKWARDS]

My [BACKWARDS] Zeus, knowI'msayin? My mother minnan right

Spit at the tissturn all L willing a-a-a-able,

Get mad busy in this [BACKWARDS],
My [BACKWARDS] give a [BACKWARDS], word up
Set [BACKWARDS] off right, uh