Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

Let me ask this question quick, umm
As far as the
And the name change and everything that
Now how did that about?
How did evolve into the Cocoa Brovaz
And everything like

was jealousy, man
That's all is, man
(Jealousy, man)
and ignorance, man

got me stressed, man
Oh, just burn a spliff, worry about that

In my pink Cadi, I have a
Uncle Sam arms men to in the 'hood
I make 'em it, test it
My choice of
Smif-N-Wessun, try
Sue me for the
Yo, who's
Yo, who's

I up in the morning, what did I see?
faces starin' down at me
First off with the flee as overpowered me
Chlorophyll got me ready to black, I breathe
Niggaz me who's Smif and who's Wessun
We got you now we're lookin' for your
'Cause you're messin' the incomin' currency
And frankly we don't give a fuck your privacy

We been watchin' you for a now
We know about the made back and forth
Down south of mouth
You had peoples workin' out
But I you had 'em lookin' out
'Cause we can 'em out
Now we got 'em on our internet systems
Know about the and the names of all their victims
Even got the pinpoint spotter you hang
You got big dreams comin' 'round to change things

Let me say
Why they try to suffocate and stifle all of our
want our sufferations, trial and tribulations
Too much to
Well, tell them we no 'fraid
We don't a big gate
From every corner, angle, and
not quite far
I see '99 in ball
Them city-order ducks walk

I got [unverified] by the government the day
I opened it and read it, it said they was
Said I couldn't move the way that I was
And I couldn't do the that I was doin'
Causin' mass confusion with the name that we was
they gun sales was conflictin' with our music
Sent me multi-paid just to prove it
The on belt-buckles, shirts, and knives
Ain't that the most off the wall shit you heard in life

Probably heard his junior singin' Mr. Ripper's in Area
your heart skip a beat as I'm nearin' you
I'm ya, askin', "Yo seed, who was me?"
At the same you break my classic CD
Run it to the phone up [unverified]
I had it up to here with these rap neegers
They even got my local boys sayin' stuff
I wanna draft my data for a million plush

I got a letter the corporate the other day
I open and read it, they said was suin'
Somethin' about we was confusion
Wanted me and my son to change the name we was
Had our associates nervous, soup, try to it
Got our investors actin' real tryin' to jerk us
Got Tek ready to break
I'm chillin' and pumpin', say somethin'
I tell you why the frame even think nothin'

fell
Oh,
I

We gonna 'em all to hell

Hell
Oh,
I

We gonna 'em all to hell

So hesitant
Where a brother quest to
I sense no hinder, gender, intent
In fact, cops signed the last contract
Yeah, umm
So where's first world war?

Now presently on tour,
Come on knockin' at door
Your revolver took many of '90's lords
Cut to ad campaign, your gun stores
So they welcome your floor of a tribe Cocoa