Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Safe Chump

Ah, yeah, it's the of the microphone master, Houdini
I'm dope, some don't me
Unless, I stress and bust a cap from
Aim for the dome, show 'em I'm real hardcore

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

I must stay focus and my mind open
The world's mass confusion, mad guns smoking
For punks trying to get respect and
Mess around and a bad one from Erick Sermon

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

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

It's the hardcore rap music make your ears ring
of Funk' produce a song to make 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 tight
Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down
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 to catch a nine clip
I ain't out on some bullshit
Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me it
Can't mock the rap style so, boy, it

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

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