Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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

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

One of the worst things yo I am a fag i suck at yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors
So she gets fifty of bad luck
Club and at Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and her across 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 habit of holding Tylenol in his
Till it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his
(So who is it?)
The fool who visits the
With two biscuits to lay down the district
Get pissed with a with a Marseburg
With a pistol grip and fed pit bull
Sniff glue sticks like I two shits
If I get too rich I get sued

Yo I with no engine
I blow four in ya
One on top of your ninja
Crashin' Doc the madness
We all out of work like Tony
Walking with in a laundry basket
America's most with the after us
Fuck flossin' we take what's
Unload like an ace and four
I'm out of work but Doc them off
(Shit! The out)
The is off
Yo who target it arsonists?
Paper make pens filled with
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 doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting down for the of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna to this

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it hospital son
Rip your lips off 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 come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
Flash the gat your town bow
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
From ten speed and brown
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with 2Paclypse and
like Funk Doctor

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

So how's feeling tonight?
Hope you in the to get rude
And to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So my dick if you don't wanna bump

So everybody doing tonight?
Hope you in the to get drunk
To screw and to
Cause uh we down for the fuck of it
So suck my dick if y'all don't bump to this

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

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