Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Jab

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

This whole shit's played, like jordache and
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, out fights with no scratches
taxes, knock the world off it's axis
Supreme mean the lastest level, you pass this

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

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

Alright alright, maybe I'm not the best, but I'm one of em
See these cats, think 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, I move like a rook straight at cha
And drop mad niggaz 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 dudes in half (half)
Get splashed on your staff, if you don't the math
(call em perfect)
I bring shit can't fathom, sent to hurt shit
It ain't worth it, jab sent to dab em
the days of adam, befo' eve flipped the script
It was predicted, for me to some shit like this
(that boy bad, boy bad!)
But now we out to bring em back terror, I'm 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 square queer you know
And if you up (what? ) prepare to meet the grim reaper
Appearin in nightmares, fuckin your sleep up

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

I'm rude, abuse dudes that late on they dues
Bring bad like a baby 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 comin from angle completely
My is, can't none of y'all faggot niggaz beat me
Get snuffed so stupid you may your dad, it's his fault
He warned you bout the perfect jab
Motherfuckers!
Word up nigga, we'll you straight the fuck out
All y'all niggaz, all y'all niggaz who act like want it
Y'all gonna get it nigga, up

Hah, this is the jab
Fuck this boy you better curse your dad
Hah, is the perfect jab
Step to this boy you better your dad
Don't be fuckin with here, perfect jab
You better curse dad
Worst luck you had
Times that four, triple that like r's
And we form a square and whoop your monkey-ass here to there
is bon jovi, heh
We will fuck you up, up

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

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