Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Safe Chump

Ah, yeah, the home of the microphone master, Houdini
I'm dope, don't believe me
Unless, I stress and bust a cap steel
Aim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real

The underground who's wrecking
I pack a & Wesson on my right section
I'm strapped at all time,
Nine mills to gap, for a punk, new jack

I stay focus and keep my mind open
The world's mass confusion, there mad guns
For punks to get respect and yearning
around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon

I'm serious, boy but not Jackson
I have a 12 gauge shotgun for action
So chill, the hell up and get a grip
Get off that, thinking that you're all real quick
the Rude Boys said
It's written all your face, punk, nobody's safe

Nobody's safe chump, so keep doors locked
safe chump, so keep your doors locked
Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors
safe chump, so keep your doors locked

It's the rap music that make your ears ring
'Joys of Funk' produce a song to my fans sing
Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap
I bet I get on a DL, then the P's gone

Poof, no phone booth, cape or suit
Dress in all black, black skullcap, down goose
To hide the bird, word wit the pistol grip
Squeeze 'em quick, who's crossing wit the loose lip

'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a clip
I ain't going out on bullshit
Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me it
mock the rap style so, boy, stop it

(So, the name?)
Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow
'Swiss crazy, the boy's loco
Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time
(It's the new style)
Time to get

nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race
So keep hoodies on and your boots laced
Now I'm out, beaming back to the
Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors