Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

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

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

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

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

Ease ego, I go toe to toe
Throw my voice like I my yo-yo
And ho ho ho, on the mic is support
And toward a crumb static my sport

Swing to this, swings to that
Much as you noticed, they always hats
Boots and loops by Prince 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 is used to get skins

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

In goes props so pop 'til the
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?)
no takes, the iron had East bridge
full on 1210's the beats

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

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

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

Or drawers on my legs, what I says
Snack on Jolly or Orange Pez
Yep, this ain't no call
So peace, yo

No at all