Luyện nghe bài hát No More Worries

You don't to worry any longer
Yo, wait a minute
Listen to the way the man it
Even with improper
I split in and ends

I'm lettin' suckas
I'm fin ta a bro
The nigga figga he can a pro
'Fessional I test a
I get a tool and him wit it
He see me wit it

And this is I'ma do, tie the crime to you
Niggas to find a new rhyme to do
I remember when I to grind a few
Indo sacks at my wack Sr. High

But I the Dean, "Bye, fool"
I graduated, he was a man I
And I'm I made it, Hie-ro, I know, you know
Fools know that my so phat
If try to jack then I know they got my back
must bust the wack

I'm fed up with the wackness and weak shit
So peep the and learn how to freak shit
I hope ya how ta cope
By the time you peep shit here
I'll be three doper

Yeah, is for the trendy G's
To ya bitches and High enemies
All the shoot me to the left and shit
'Cause my state was on deficit

But I didn't trip, now I'm livin' phatter
And niggas don't matter
A lot a rappers try on me
Bet ain't got nuttin' on me
And ain't no way that can harm me

I turn the mouths of into molecules
locked onto me like my follicles
I swallow fools no regurgitation
We hurt ya face, men ya placed in my path

I bust asses, ya slow like
As this continues you know the fastest
Computing, looting, I the root of things
Bitches with problems, I leave ya jaw

I slap hoes, my rap along
With the flow of the song as I flow on the
I use Jedi mind to find tricks, bind tricks
Tie them up then I try and

Then they die and do I care?
I dare hoes and flows
'Cause I never spare lives
Who with knives and slice
I ya twice with fear
Del is to your ears

Not of hardest, going far jack off from Jupiter
Because I'm for the stars
I'm a mack, never wack
Gimme a 30 second snippet I'll rip it because the shit deeper

Creep ya ass as the floor
We got the beat hittin' hard four cops
out my last record
I my rhymes nekkid, let me give you a tip
I'm on the so just expect it

My rep gets phatter thinkin' about those
They tried to and got fucked like they momma did
By the Mr. Mostskill, I did ya hoe,
She's askin' for waxin' she heard a hoe squeal

Hoes, I'm getting more than Showtime
The demon got ya screamin' with no
No for regular run of the the mill
I'm packin' with steel boy
Never no the soul soldier