Luyện nghe bài hát Off The Wall

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

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

One of the worst yo I am a fag i suck at rapin yo
Is fat, men decided to write songs
And teach Mouseketeers to
I'll stick Britney Spears in a room of mirrors
So she fifty years of bad luck
Club and swear at Aguilera
When I grab her by the and drag her across the Sahara
(Bitch!)
You aware of rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair up his ass a rabbit crawled up his pants
Got a habit of holding in his hands
Till it melts in his fucking and dissolves in his glands
(So who is it?)
The who visits the playground
With two biscuits to lay the school district
Get pissed with a whip a Marseburg
With a grip and fed pit bull shit
Sniff sticks like I give two shits
If I get too I just get sued

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

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

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

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

Yo when my gat spit it son admitted
Rip your lips off kiss my ass it
bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths..
(Print it!)
Weed x and tabs did it
I'm what's happening with no
Doc rob Dinero when the come
My hangs out the Camero
Aimed at the nose when them is hard to breathe from
the gat your town bow guarded
Your wallet, your chain the main
Beef is like cold engine, don't it
Bust in the air and hit an airplane
We you, rap surround sounds around you
ten speed and brown shoe
Doc and Eminem, the M&M
Blood flows with and them
It's like Funk

Mr. Rocker
Got the drug inside the lunch box
Pop like I just got jumped
Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun
Knock wood, all good
Thank God for
But with my luck, I'll get shot by a stalker
Probably got a Fanatic upstairs in the attic
With an automatic calling me up
My man Stan a gat in his hand
Staking my house out in a damn Sedan
Pull your mouth out till you can't a damn
Ham sandwich or your canned or Spam
You gotta sip through a
Shop lift through the
of me on my mom's living room wall
Hey ma maybe give you a call
SIKE! YOU BITCH!
Suck a dick and two
I'm giving you all my script
Which is to a priest off with this
Pop more than police officers
Arrive at the to pull me off of Kim
Teeth off my dick, off my balls
But y'all can kiss my ass, off and all
Cause I'm so off the wall
I might as well be a smashed on the floor

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

So how's doing tonight?
you in the mood to get drunk
To and to fight
Cause uh we getting for the fuck of it
So my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this

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

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