Luyện nghe bài hát On Tha Ground

This is not two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not that skinny Cameron although she's hot
Not those Tony, wanted to pop me in that movie
Now claim that name, Diaz, y'all can sue me
Any given to me, shit, I'll close it down
In and out the booth, hot like we supposed to
Now who the crown? Yo let's split it four ways
I'm always, gonna be Spain and
(RZA)]
Slicka upp ner dessa katter blir fler
Fr dessa snubbars
Jag silar p scen
Det r vad dom nr jag har gtt
Vad dom p sitt nt
Hur jag lt, hur jag var
Vad jag sa, var jag bra
Var jag keff, var jag
Var jag aight, var jag
Var jag nice, var jag
Var jag ingenting
Var jag kung, var jag
(Fuck shit)
Om do diggar min stil man
(Nigga, that shit)

Don't fuck with my money, son, don't fuck my bitch
Don't fuck with my lab and don't fuck with my
Don't with my jewels, my weed or my dip
Or I might get the glock, son, and fuck this clip
Blast off the Remingtons, steel shots got you
Runnin' so fast you lost the off the Timberland's
from the heat I squeeze, feel the adrenaline
And we could bust shots like we and Indians

Yo
Let the world some real shit 'bout to go down
RZA program, N.Y. mixed Europe sound
When it's laid, history made
We broke gates across waters, lands, across borders
Remember my name the E-V-E-N
Tell ya crew, ya school, tell ya next to kin
In act two, this is my to blast through
And my crew G-F-X, yeah that too
Down here on the - ? (repeat 4X)

Nigga-nigga-nigga
here on the ground, we fuck niggaz up
We break shit down, yo
The God Rzarec' is breakin' Gucci specs
Magnetic attraction to keep their coochie wet
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I'm a
Controller of the and polar, German luger holders
to back the fuck up, my mag buckin' up
The slugs could stop Mack so don't act up
Fatal carrier blast like the space harrier
Sip of the blackberry, I might marry ya

There's a lot of that separates y'all from me
I'm in touch with the streets, reply to me
If I'm needed by my people no why in me
A fighter, maybe there's a young Sly in me
I'm like that Rocky, attitude a bit cocky
Me around ya girl, could guess where that cock be
it's not in my pants, not in my hands
Y'all could look at it like, I her hot in advance

Jag ser ett finger I ett
Vi tar till
Det r alltid likadant, hr ditt prat I
Jag mig sjlv
Fixar mitt sjlv
mitt shit vl
Drar in cash varje
Stndigt aktuell 100 decibel, debil,
G p scen I ett kldesstll
Jag r som en grogg virke, bara ren jvla stil
Jag r som en hundra ett, fast I en jvla bil

Let me more, spit more, kick more shit
I'ma hit more, stick more than Clark on
I'm a bit more sharper than whips
You talkin' this, don't underspeed the Miss that's killin'
Down on the ground - ? (repeat 6X)