Luyện nghe bài hát On Tha Ground

This is not two DJ's, not Touch, not Wop
Not skinny bitch Cameron although she's hot
Not those brothers Tony, wanted to pop me in movie
Now I'ma claim name, Diaz, y'all can sue me
Any beat given to me, shit, I'll close it
In and out the booth, hot like we supposed to
Now who holds the crown? Yo let's split it ways
I'm always, gonna be and Norway
(RZA)]
Slicka upp sparka ner dessa blir fler
Fr dessa problem
Jag silar p scen
Det r vad dom nr jag har gtt
Vad dom skriver p 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 alls
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
fuck with my lab and don't fuck with 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 got you tremblin'
Runnin' so you lost the tree off the Timberland's
from the heat I squeeze, feel the adrenaline
And we could bust shots like we cowboys and

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

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

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

Jag ser ett I ett publikhav
Vi tar till
Det r likadant, hr ditt prat I publikhav
Jag mig sjlv
Fixar mitt sjlv
mitt shit vl
Drar in cash varje
aktuell 100 decibel, debil, ikvll
G p scen I ett kldesstll
Jag r som en grogg utan virke, ren jvla stil
Jag r som en formel 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 Bronco whips
You talkin' this, don't the Miss that's killin' this
here on the ground - ? (repeat 6X)