Luyện nghe bài hát No Hook

Yea
(It's on the beat)
B.O
Ay
You know OV da is off the hoozle ma nigguh
I wanna mayne, let's do this
go

1]
Each and everyday so s3e me ear drums
Music for me'bless da a metwer33 me first rap
Gye me rap book, flip pages lines
3mu mm3bus3m s3 bible the schemes that i write
You see that I'm nice, no y3 white
Not Ab Soul with the lip but stoned te s3 Bice
Kaish! I'm here a story
Sit by the fire side de3 tie me kye wo glory
Will u bout the struggle with ma homies
More of us chasing dreams, few chased by the police
Big Joe doing time, still no a 3y3
Two-faced cmo ara na 3y3 a 3pa cmo ho ntoma
Wasted years pretty to recover
years adwennwe no 3mma wonn'stay sober
So I'm out here yelling free all ma
Moatwe n'aso kakra a 3y3 i need all ma nigguhs
You gotta what B.O is like
Mennfr3 wo blood a kyer3 s3 the type
Of nigguh a m3ma woahu me secret if I'm taking your life
Not a killer now but with time
Obi nnim de3 3b3si kyena so B.O is ready s3 soldierni
well nti mennto s3bi
Na s3 m3s3 bi nti me nso merebc s3 mob3sa bi
Giving my all I you all get me
s3 mereb3y3 bi

[Verse 2: Chief
I a draw of the piece to keep my mind at ease
So I can tell all about the streets, and police
Sing it in a symphony, tell me is in for me
Bag full of gees smiling looking at a key
my new born baby girl where my daughter be
In her mother's so the diaper make I order three
That be the joy I switch to the dirty
Was running through the gutter as the Koti a thirty
And Shouting Hey Hey stop before I shoot
For my mind I be ba, so I speed up dey boot
Was a hot youth, twisted up a couple truth
I was only fantasized by and black coupes
Dope rappers in they blowing on that kush
High school stick up kid, my rapper was Pusha T
Cause I knew one day Ima a key
Say my story till promoters come through and book a fee
I know my mama sees a King when she at me
Ima Let her dreams manifest Tsatsu in

This a No
This a No

3]
B.O is like w3nkyi bi a csi nne3ma
Mede rapper nu me mu a 3y3 a mekyim no ky3n safoa
Wotiee Safoa a s3 PSA
Nti mesc si wo so a gye dwanetoa ba fie
You don't see the Rapperman snap
Bars heavy in em hands I don't stress when don't clap
y3 na 3y3 wo d3 na woabc
Super feeling, me na s3 wonya kush ah
You the feeling when you fall into ma rhythm
Some nigguhs jealous cuz I'm never fucking with
Me seff i need some koraa so let em
Me seff i need some koraa so let em
3ny3 obiaa na wo ma guy
s3 legend bi rekasa a I listen with ma eyes
Road to success nti na fake ties
Page a me no 3ny3 book no mpo na crekan
So you see this shit, merefa he na
I ain't fucking you mpo na woakcnyem abort
to observe m'ani na mede hw3w
Wokaa s3 ret3 me saa wo ho paa na 3t3w
Shaking ma ma brain forever intact
I fuck nigguhs if we got the same interest
forward to getting more love
From ma Maggy to me n all ma unborns
B.O is a trill nigguh
Tom a mere'chase trilli it a hill figure
Me and music do not come in
Try to be in the middle of us ima use the same
iTz B.O
(shout to Larry)

[Verse 4: Chief
I dey fit tap Odawna gutter in dey rep flow
Dawn tee, blowing trees like it a thing
my chain tuck, plain ducked
Spitting out my brains, all pain suck
Lame fuck like it on
But I'm snorting air, we do it in
hunnies that I know go do it for hair
No be but the Brazil type
Latino coochie on my mind I a Brazil wife
lit! Ha!
For my in the bando
her knees we all know where the pants go
Take her off clothes, the lights and move my slow
But she go the traphouse if she say no!!!!
The that I be killing, the bags I be dealing
To a couple a million
ass you gon let me feel it
I'm ready to pay the
The where all the skill is
I'm and moving piletts
My where all the pill is
Ahhh! Baby you with a Kingpin
I hit the city, the plug then I bring things
Pardon my trap phone, we dey fuck we ring ring
Hit it from behind, you dey hung we go order
Got your whole budget and the other things
If some try hit on you bada boom boom!!!
Bada bang bang!!! Love red we in a gang
We a bunch of young niggas who dey love to swang
Blood!
the King challe!!!!