Luyện nghe bài hát No Static At All

No at all

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

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

In there, like Belvedere in his
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?
sip slowly on Snapple in hand
Not these hands of mine clippers
Slip and clip your flat top to

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 wear hats
Boots and produced by Prince Paul
Slaps ya skull, no at all

Static mixed in but it cling
To a fat rope dope link or an earring
now gropin' for
But the is used to get skins

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

In props so pop 'til the mornin'
Home to the young, pop still
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 had East bridge
full on 1210's the beats

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

A bitch's brew, who gyro
Scabs can't craft what only the fly
Got skins all in on
hooks grab on to what's gleamin'

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

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

No at all