Luyện nghe bài hát On Smash

Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith in this bitch
A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once
2003 muthafuckas, all runin' through you
Welcome home Keith Murray, ah you baby
mission nigga, let's give it to 'em, check it, check it, yo

It's flip we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggaz down and lawnmower they
Fuck your bitch before she go to her
Fuck around and beat you're ass two sticks
Just like the number

And yo I fuck with your current and I fuck with your
And fuck y'all niggaz up for talkin' shit in your own
We see y'all bounce and say one
You even got no kind a line a credit in the hood that you

I keep my doe for them niggaz
Spot faggots everywhere like I keep a low on them niggaz
Pretty sprinkle on they channel
After we 'em all in the club frontin' like they pussy don't smell

Then call me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle
How we just be pounding the pussy and makin' it
that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch
Niggaz till we see 'em in

Now, guess who's comin' through the
With heat and that make the people
Say that them niggaz got it on
You know them niggaz got it on
You them niggaz got it

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With heat and fire that the people
Say that them got it on smash
You them niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it

Yo, it's Def we be all over the place
Hog tie, split your fold you in a suit case
Yeah it's the Mr. Keith Murray and Mr. Beef
Don't worry come through and crush bur berry hat like blueberry's

And all those waiting the is over y'all
If I don't come wit some sick shit I ain't at all
But listen you my and I love but you pitiful
And getting in you're ass is so

And just think these be trying to prink
When they know they look just as as Hellery Swink
And rappers make me madder than M&M
The night he saw Kim kissing that Arabian, I go forth

Pistol whip you, catch a case, get probation
For smoking more trees Dionne Warwick
The way I be on the mic I gotta laugh
And use a whole roll of tissue to wipe my ass

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With heat and fire make the people
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know niggaz got it on smash
You them niggaz got it

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With and fire that make the people
Say that them got it on smash
You know niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it

Ah yo, first of all my rap is not compatible
When white come around they be like yo Kell your shit is radical
My hang 10 up I left them clueless
Not that MC's out there can do this

This the same old G mack da old E
And I don't need back da Gat can hold me
Ain't state I been without the mac 10
Kell Vics yeah, I'm back again

Now every time I grab the microphone I set the on fire
'Cause yo I no joke I'm sharp like barb wire
Machine gun Kelly so get jelly
'Cause you, can put it in your mouth, like Akinyele

You he's fakin' da take these nigga home he drunk
Before he wined up in my
I left that will fracture your chest and crack ribs
L.O.D. we gonna see you again

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With heat and fire make the people
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know them niggaz got it on
You know niggaz got it

Now, guess who's comin' through the
With heat and fire make the people
Say that them got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You know niggaz got it

Now, guess who's through the streets
With heat and fire that make the
Say that niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it on smash
You know them got it

Now, guess comin' through the streets
With and fire that make the people
Say that them got it on smash
You know niggaz got it on smash
You know them got it

Yeah, Def Squad, mode, L.O.D., P.T.P
You we got it on smash, street niggaz, got the streets on smash
All ya fake ass up front, we'll come through
Y'all know what to do, don't worry, Murray ain't blurry, ay yo E