Luyện nghe bài hát On Tha Ground

This is not two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not that bitch Cameron although she's hot
Not those brothers Tony, wanted to pop me in movie
Now I'ma claim that name, Diaz, can sue me
Any beat given to me, shit, I'll close it
In and out the booth, hot like we to sound
Now who holds the crown? Yo split it four ways
I'm always, be Spain and Norway
(RZA)]
Slicka upp sparka ner dessa katter 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 inte 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 my whip
Don't with my jewels, my weed or my dip
Or I might get the glock, son, and fuck with this
Blast off the Remingtons, steel shots got you
Runnin' so fast you lost the off the Timberland's
Flamed the heat I squeeze, feel the adrenaline
And we could bust shots like we cowboys and

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

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

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

Jag ser ett finger I ett
Vi tar publikhat
Det r alltid likadant, hr prat I publikhav
Jag klarar mig
Fixar mitt shit
Slashar shit vl
Drar in varje kvll
Stndigt 100 decibel, debil, ikvll
G p I ett svart kldesstll
Jag r som en grogg utan virke, bara ren jvla
Jag r som en hundra ett, fast I en jvla bil

Let me bring more, spit more, more shit
I'ma hit more, stick more Clark on Dick
I'm a bit more sharper than whips
You talkin' this, underspeed the Miss that's killin' this
Down here on the - ? (repeat 6X)