Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

not needed to waste one
'Cause trouble don't feed the bass
Some so feeble, so play the
A liver in Bedlam

Bet your last buck, you don't to this
horse came last behind the cactus
Back so strong, you wrong a fallacy
The groove will and flip cause it has to be

In there, like in his underwear
On the new year, my dear, so it clear
I'm ask do you wanna live small?
Static? Nah troop, at all

Why meddle in the middle of a
[Incomprehensible] sip on Snapple in hand
Not these of mine holdin' clippers
Slip and your flat top to ceasar

your ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my voice like I throw my
And ho ho ho, on the mic is life
And toward a crumb static my sport

Swing to this, swings to that
Much as you noticed, they always hats
Boots and loops produced by Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

Static mixed in but it don't
To a fat rope dope Gucci or an earring
Hand now for
But the hand is to get skins

Skim the but it seems you still rise
For some who lives more, now life life
All are in my swingdom
and troops get friends and they bring them

In goes props so pop 'til the
Home to the young, pop snorin'
Wake up you and heed the call
Aiyyo, no at all

I on kicks, my DJ tricks
The a.k.a code Richie Rich
(Daddy Rich, you never him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the iron had East
full on 1210's flippin' the

Some bust nuts, Rich bust cuts
transform over rhythms on dust
I rush this rhythm, like Mingus
I swing this joint, no to sting this

A brew, who [Incomprehensible] gyro
Scabs craft what only the fly knows
Got all in on scheamin'
Scandalous hooks grab on to gleamin'

I'm seemin' vexed in my rhymin'
Opened up shop to chop off the head,
I put off punks junk so sporadic
Stashed like old drawers in my attic

Or on my legs, figures what I says
Snack on Jolly Rancher or Pez
Yep, this ain't no collect
So peace, yo

No at all