Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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

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

One of the things yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, bald men to write songs
And teach to sing
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room of mirrors
So she gets years of bad luck
Club and swear at Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass like a crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding 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 whip with a
With a pistol grip and fed pit bull
glue sticks like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

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

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

So everybody feeling tonight?
you in the mood to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if you don't bump

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

Yo my gat spit it hospital son admitted
Rip your off kiss my ass with it
Slap bitches, Doc, Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and acid did it
I'm what's happening no rerun
Doc rob Dinero when the heat
My barrel out the Camero
Aimed at the when them hoes is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the target
is like cold engine, don't start it
Bust in the air and hit an pilot
We you, rap surround sounds around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood with 2Paclypse and them
It's like Funk

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug stock the lunch box
Pop junk I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and out the shotgun pump
Knock wood, it's all
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a
got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man with a gat in his hand
my house out in a damn tinted Sedan
Pull mouth out till you can't finish a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or
You gotta sip a straw
lift through the mall
Pictures of me on my living room wall
Hey ma I'll give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
a dick and two balls
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to piss a off with this
Pop pills than police officers
Arrive at the scene to me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, hands off my
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
I'm so goddamn off the wall
I might as be a painting smashed on the floor

So how's everybody feeling
Hope you in the to get rude
And illin' to
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So suck my if you don't wanna bump

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

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

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