Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

Beef not to waste one
'Cause don't feed the bass drum
Some so feeble, so the hoodlum
A humdrum in Bedlam

Bet your last buck, you laugh to this
Your came last behind the cactus
so strong, you thought wrong a fallacy
The groove will whip and flip it has to be

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

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

your ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my like I throw my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is support
And toward a static ain't my sport

Swing to this, Serch to that
Much as you noticed, always wear hats
Boots and loops produced by Prince
ya skull, no static at all

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

Skim the cream but it seems you rise
For some who more, now life life size
All are lepers in my
Groups and troops get friends and bring them

In props so pop 'til the mornin'
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 name Richie
(Daddy Rich, you watch him on TV?)
Straight no takes, the iron had bridge
full on 1210's flippin' the

Some bust nuts, Daddy Rich bust
Such transform rhythms on dust
I this rhythm, hold like Mingus
I swing this joint, no static to this

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

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

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

No at all