Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

Beef not to waste one
'Cause trouble don't the bass drum
so feeble, so play the hoodlum
A humdrum liver in

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

In there, like in his underwear
On the new year, my dear, so it clear
I'm gonna ask do you wanna small?
Nah troop, none at all

Why meddle in the of a ruckus?
[Incomprehensible] sip slowly on Snapple in
Not hands of mine holdin' clippers
Slip and clip 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 support
And toward a static ain't my sport

to this, Serch swings to that
Much as you noticed, they wear hats
and loops produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

Static mixed in but it don't
To a fat rope dope Gucci link or an
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
Groups and troops get and they bring them

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

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

Some bust nuts, Daddy bust cuts
Such transform over rhythms on
I rush this rhythm, hold like
I swing this joint, no static to this

A brew, who [Incomprehensible] gyro
can't craft what only the fly knows
Got all in on scheamin'
Scandalous grab on to what's gleamin'

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

Or on my legs, figures what I says
on Jolly Rancher or Orange Pez
Yep, this no collect call
So peace, yo

No at all