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 that I'm hardcore

The rapper who's wrecking
I pack a Smith & Wesson on my right
I'm at all time, Jack
mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack

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

I'm serious, boy but not Jackson
I also 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
Like the Rude said
It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's

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

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

Poof, no phone booth, or tight suit
in all black, black skullcap, black down goose
To hide the mock bird, wit the pistol grip
Squeeze 'em quick, show crossing wit the loose lip

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

(So, the name?)
John Doe, 'k, it's a slow
'Swiss crazy, the boy's loco
Like Neon 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 your doors