Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Jab

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

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

Batten down the hatches, I this flow I crafted
Beyond sight, comin out fights no scratches
Collect taxes, knock the world off axis
Supreme mean the lastest level, you can't this

We'll tell them hold this, heat-seekin fist'll miss
On impact, set to knock out the devilish
Punk who step to this, my got ice you can have some
For your jaw, bloody mary's ain't that bad son
Jab's a one man riot starter, tell dad to come
When I get to bwoy you'll wish you had a gun
Havin fun mr. perfect's the one who says who
Get next, suplexin all of you ?

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

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

Cause we runnin em, back to they blocks for
I stay flossin, you bring your crew I the four-fifths

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

It's the per-fect jab (jab) at (last)
I break in half (half)
Get on your staff, if you don't know the math
(call em perfect)
I bring shit can't fathom, sent to hurt shit
It ain't worth it, bummy jab to dab em
Since the days of adam, eve flipped the script
It was predicted, for me to bring some like this
(that boy bad, boy bad!)
But now we out to em back terror, I'm bout cheddar
(hah!) they me mr. perfect
Cause i'm, simply without (per-fect-o)
You couldn't weather my endeavor, I'm too
Don't ever bring it to my queer you know better
And if you up (what? ) prepare to meet the grim reaper
Appearin in your nightmares, fuckin 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 call the paper, you all the dough
But anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know
I may take you over, my wager's
To get face or your nose 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 your shines, leave ya swoll up or with a of
Somethin out your mouth, so ah, slow up I hate ya
Do your dirty m.p. now for make'em pay brah

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

You fuckin cornballs, we from another angle completely
My theory is, can't none of faggot niggaz beat me
Get snuffed so stupid you may curse your dad, his fault
He shoulda you bout the perfect jab
Motherfuckers!
Word up nigga, we'll knock you the fuck out
All niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like y'all want 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
to this boy you better curse your dad
Don't be fuckin with this here, jab
You better curse dad
Worst luck you had
Times that times four, that like r's
And we form a square and whoop your monkey-ass from to there
is bon jovi, heh
We will fuck you up, up

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

* various talk into skit *