Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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[Eminem](Redman)
Yo
(Yo)
Look!
(Yo)

No matter people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' keep doing my

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, bald men to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Britney in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and swear at Christina
When I grab her by the hair and drag her the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of this rap with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his
Got a of holding Tylenol in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking palms and in his glands
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit shit
Sniff glue sticks I give two shits
If I get too rich I just get

Yo I leave no engine
I blow four in ya
One handstand on top of ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work like Tony
Walking with in a laundry basket
America's most the army after us
flossin' we take what's yours
Unload like an ace and four
I'm out of but Doc laid them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
Paper make pens filled arsenic
I got hoes that don't know what is
Doc can shave up, cut your miss
?
I turn out in to crystal lakes
And fuck bitches face is I'mma do
Cause that's what white boy do

So how's everybody doing
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna to this

So how's feeling tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And illin' to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

No what people say
I'm gon' rapping this way
No matter what you may
I'm gon' keep doing my

Yo my gat spit it hospital son admitted
Rip your lips off my ass with it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm happening with no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the come
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
Your wallet, your the main target
is like cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We pound you, rap sounds around you
From ten speed and shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
like Funk Doctor

Mr. Punk
Got the drug stock the lunch box
Pop junk like I got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the pump
Knock wood, all good
God for vodka
But with my luck, probably get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic waiting in the attic
With an automatic me up there
My man with a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a tinted Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You gotta sip a straw
Shop lift through the
Pictures of me on my mom's living room
Hey ma maybe I'll give you a
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to piss a priest off this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
off my dick, hands off my balls
But can kiss my ass, pants off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
And to fight
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you wanna bump

So how's everybody tonight?
Hope you in the mood to get
To screw and to
uh we getting down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if don't wanna bump to this

No matter what say
I'm keep rapping this way
No what you may think
I'm gon' keep doing my

No what people say
I'm gon' keep my thing
No matter, OH!