Luyện nghe bài hát Nobody's Safe Chump

Ah, yeah, it's the of the microphone master, Houdini
I'm dope, don't believe 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 & 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
Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick

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

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

It's the hardcore rap music that make your ring
'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans
Singing, swinging, hum along, my rap song
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 going out on some bullshit
shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it
Can't mock the rap style so, boy, it

(So, the name?)
John Doe, 'k, it's a slow
Miff' crazy, the boy's loco
Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him 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