Luyện nghe bài hát No Airplay

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

I'm beatin' [BACKWARDS] against the [BACKWARDS] up out their
Flame their troops, they can't recoup from drinkin' acid soup
Spectacular, vernacular, raw [BACKWARDS]
off the concrete to make a hit
Tearin' [BACKWARDS] out the hinges, competition
In the trenches, killin' for inches
Word to mama, I kiss a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for tryin' to bring the
I get more ass than a toilet
So put your ballerina shoes on and tiptoe down my
Your mother[BACKWARDS] death wish will be
O-K-I-E you ain't stylish
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Or taste the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a
Startin at'cha to check ya for respect
Ya back get snapped, your spine gets wet
Hips get ripped and then your start to slide
I'm up through and [BACKWARDS] up your inside

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

Yeah, the ass style I possess
They got the goin' from Bel Air to baggin up sess
[BACKWARDS]! Mother[BACKWARDS] [BACKWARDS] in his corn
You shoulda never put me on mic, you was warned
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Hopin to in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags
Huh, I'm on my mother[BACKWARDS] game dat
I put it in your chest and make heart go flat
All the mother[BACKWARDS] tracks in the world save ya
I drop these chains on ya brain and enslave ya
Once you was on a pedestal now ya ridiculed
[BACKWARDS] is critical, fightin at the pinnacle
I'm burnin [BACKWARDS] like a cracker do a
Ain't no three-in-a-row tic tac toe, this is a real flow
[BACKWARDS] understand my language
Then they rap and vanish and camouflage the

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

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

To whom it may concern on this mother[BACKWARDS]
I got the to clip ya through ya vest
Little shortys with big talkin' loud, actin' proud
Bloaw! Now ya chokin off a black
Rollin til your brain swells
Inhale deep sleep and dust me off old ass Rock The Bells
You mother[BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you jacks
You [BACKWARDS] want it, I'm burnin' up the wax
I'm a trailblazin, gun totin,
ass New York [BACKWARDS] choppin' like a blade
Bullshinanigans, ass mannequins
Mother[BACKWARDS] frontin and I bet you no slam again
Yeah what? I siad it and [BACKWARDS] it
What? You catch a missile in ya gut

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

[BACKWARDS] to all them rookies, [BACKWARDS] up ha ha
Yo I got the laugh, word,
And sometimes skill boys, you just gotta laugh at
[BACKWARDS]
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] around

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

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

Get mad busy in [BACKWARDS], y'knowI'msayin?
My [BACKWARDS] give a [BACKWARDS], word up
Set that off right, uh