Luyện nghe bài hát No Airplay

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

I'm beatin' against the [BACKWARDS] up out their boots
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, cringes
In the trenches, killin' for inches
to mama, I tongue kiss a piranha
Electricute a barricuda for to bring the drama
I get more ass than a toilet
So put your ballerina on and tiptoe down my [BACKWARDS]
Your mother[BACKWARDS] wish will be soloist
R-double O-K-I-E you ain't
It's mother[BACKWARDS] arson from here to
[BACKWARDS] dawson, it's murder, when I step in the door run
For your life, get ghost
Or the toast and get your [BACKWARDS] hung on a goalpost
Startin at'cha neck to check ya for
Ya back get snapped, your lower gets wet
Hips get ripped and your thighs start to slide
I'm up through [BACKWARDS]hole and [BACKWARDS] up 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 gettin' no
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]! right [BACKWARDS] in his corn
You shoulda never put me on mic, you was warned
I got [BACKWARDS] chasin behind my path for bags
Hopin to in to throw old rhyme to one of da fags
Huh, I'm on my mother[BACKWARDS] like dat
I put it in your chest and your heart go flat
All the mother[BACKWARDS] tracks in the world can't ya
When I drop these on ya brain and enslave ya
Once you was on a now ya gettin' ridiculed
[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 real flow
makin' [BACKWARDS] my language
Then they rap and vanish and camouflage the

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

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

To whom it may on this mother[BACKWARDS] test
I got the to clip ya through ya vest
shortys with big 40's talkin' loud, actin' proud
Bloaw! Now ya chokin off a cloud
Rollin El's til your brain
Inhale deep sleep and me off them old ass Rock The Bells
You mother[BACKWARDS], you fruitcakes, you jacks
You [BACKWARDS] don't want it, I'm up the wax
I'm a trailblazin, gun totin,
Black ass New York [BACKWARDS] like a blade
Bullshinanigans, country ass
Mother[BACKWARDS] frontin and I bet you no slam again
Yeah what? I it and [BACKWARDS] sweat it
What? You catch a missile in ya gut

Ha ha, is bond yo
a jam that'cha love that don't be gettin' no airplay
Yeah, ha ha, is bond
Y'knowhutI'msayin? I'm catchin wreck in here,

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

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

Spit at the t-t-t-tables all L willing a-a-a-able,

Get mad busy in this [BACKWARDS],
My [BACKWARDS] don't a [BACKWARDS], word up
Set [BACKWARDS] off right, uh