Luyện nghe bài hát Operation Lockdown

Ruck and rock, taking you up a notch

I mean, it was cool aht yunno
Jus yunno, rapping about
then like whut happened wuz
[b.c.c.] the people they started, yunno to talk about tings that sense
[b.c.c.] I wuz like "what the "
[b.c.c.] people with real shit I wuhlike "get the fuck here"
[b.c.c.] whaddo think they doing?
[b.c.c.] I dunno that shit come from man.
[b.c.c.] I wuz like, "yo it's fuckin amazing"
[b.c.c.]
[b.c.c.] it's real, I don even know how the shit

Verse one: rock,

It went down like this, one little nigga through the door
Peeped the scene, sniped a few, then crept through with two
Heads were gettin nervous, that's three now they wanna north
Too -- five more tore the door straight the fuck off
It's on gettin down in the trenches
Eight soldiers gettin in mo' ass splinters on raggedy benches
Since it's war, ain't shit sweet clique
Disperse and they transform to chess pieces

On fake grounds never clowns
and rock be the rooks hold the square down
Are you prepared now I tear down, any who similies
Styles buckwild meanwhile ass I obliterate
Demonstrate, tactics you practice
First of all your monkey-ass rhyme like you're
I should smash kids, when they try to get
Limits, timid, but they never get with sean (say word)
word, sean don't give a
Whatevah then they got niggaz who're snakes slither (hisssss)
And if ya, wanna test the inflixter
I got your name number plus your picture

This is the b.c.c., n d
In the ninety-now we lock it
is the b.c.c., n double d
In the ninety-now we lock it

two: ruck, rock

Peep my words, yes my words, word
get niggaz locked up in seventy-third
Prefer to chill, but the sun do that
Due to my temperature to bring it where your crew's at
You lack with the skills that it to make
Ends meet it seems that your ass is weak
My occupation's, operation,
On your radio station whoever got the hot

Who wan y'all?
Mr. mall-doo, a.k.a. rock-ness
Guard your y'all
Nothing can y'all
From buckshot on down to the rest
We runnin through set y'all
the rest y'all, we be the best y'all
Yesh yesh
I crack backs north south east and y'all
We know y'all
I did do I y'all
I didn't say I doesn't indeed sex I never
to wet y'all
Place your bottom dollar bets
Chest will become messed bored if you flex
y'all
We out to the ship before it's dead y'all
Lock it down with the court press y'all

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Ha ha ha
is the year, the ninety now
On with the flows, conversations over
Do not microphones
I repeat, do not microphones
This concludes our exodus eight men are in the ninety now
Very hazardous to your health and that's my b.c.c. you how
You can get with the shit we got
Heltah the rook the rook the ruck the rock man
We keep locked down
Kid, down [b.c.c.]
Lock it lock it down [b.c.c.]
Operation [b.c.c.]
Lock it down lock it [b.c.c.]
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down [b.c.c.]
The do not stand a chance [b.c.c.]
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I promise you [b.c.c.]
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