Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Jab

Yo up man
Word up man, it's a lot of niggaz out
Niggaz pullin gats and all shit
I know we magnum force, and all of
We run o.g.c.'s n shit
We'll fuck your ass up too, up
Bummy jab, mr. perfect, equals jab
Word is

This whole played, like jordache and sassoon
Sue me it's time, that ass out like baboons
Or me no drawers on, the way my pants droop, bang
To your equilibrium, you're physically

Batten down the hatches, I mastered this flow I
Beyond sight, comin out fights no scratches
Collect taxes, knock the off it's axis
Supreme mean the level, you can't pass this

We'll tell them hold this, fist'll never miss
On impact, set to knock shit out the
who step to this, my ring got ice you can have some
For your glass jaw, mary's ain't that bad son
Jab's a one man riot starter, your dad to come
When I get to bwoy you'll wish you had a gun
fun yet? mr. perfect's the one who says who
Get next, suplexin all of you ?

You got nowhere to run ta, i'ma hunter like a
Smoke you like fonta, leave you in like alonzo
Comin for your head honcho, he in my range, ain't nuttin duke
If you can't the rain you better wear a poncho
Run through your pronto, crush you like nachoes
Yeah you act macho but you still run from the cops
Supreme is not your, type of guy
When I get hyper, I burn that ass like all of lye

Alright alright alright, I'm not the best, but I'm one of em
See these wack cats, think they nice, we fun of em

Cause we runnin em, back to they for reinforcement
I stay flossin, you bring your crew I bring the

Known to jab, cause I move a rook straight at cha
And mad niggaz with one punch, usually that one
Left to right my shit is marvelous marvin hagler
Stagger a devil sayin, "go the back to africa"

It's the jab (jab) at last (last)
I break dudes in (half)
Get splashed on your staff, if you know the math
(call em perfect)
I bring they can't fathom, sent to hurt shit
It worth it, bummy jab sent to dab em
Since the of adam, befo' eve flipped the script
It was predicted, for me to bring some like this
(that boy bad, boy bad!)
But now we out to bring em back terror, I'm cheddar
(hah!) they call me mr.
i'm, simply without error (per-fect-o)
You couldn't weather my endeavor, I'm too
ever bring it to my square queer you know better
And if you creep up (what? ) prepare to meet the reaper
Appearin in your nightmares, your sleep up

Oh, oh, oh, b.t.j.'s call me balboa, call me rock-ola
Hold the fort down, out and punch somethin like a motorola
Own a pager, bonus how I the paper, you make all the dough
But anyway I slay a boa anyday, you what?
I may just take you over, my
To get your face or your bloodied, what?
The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, don't around
caps like my name like was coca-cola
Wait up up! don't make a, nigga roll up
Take shines, leave ya swoll up or with a taste of
Somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, slow up I ya
Do your dirty m.p. now for make'em pay brah

I'm rude, abuse dudes come late on they dues
Bring bad news like a baby in they two's
You did what to who? estoria like the waldorf
get hauled off, suplexin magnums like I'm goin off

You fuckin cornballs, we from another angle completely
My is, can't none of y'all faggot niggaz beat me
Get snuffed so stupid you may curse dad, it's his fault
He shoulda warned you bout the jab
Motherfuckers!
Word up nigga, knock you straight the fuck out
All y'all niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like y'all it
gonna get it nigga, word up

Hah, this is the jab
with this boy you better curse your dad
Hah, this is the jab
Step to boy you better curse your dad
be fuckin with this here, perfect jab
You better curse dad
Worst luck you had
Times times four, triple that like r's
And we form a square and your monkey-ass from here to there
is bon jovi, heh
We will you up, word up

M.f.c. (for life!!) for life!!

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