Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Jab

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's the per-fect jab (jab) at (last)
I dudes in half (half)
Get splashed on your staff, if you know the math
(call em perfect)
I bring shit they can't fathom, to hurt shit
It ain't worth it, jab sent to dab em
Since the days of adam, befo' eve the script
It was predicted, for me to bring some shit this
(that boy bad, boy bad!)
But now we out to em back terror, I'm bout cheddar
(hah!) call me mr. perfect
Cause i'm, without error (per-fect-o)
You couldn't my endeavor, I'm too clever
Don't ever bring it to my square queer you better
And if you creep up (what? ) prepare to meet the 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, reach out and 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 what?
I may just you over, my wager's
To get face or your nose bloodied, what?
The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, fuck around
Burn like my name like was coca-cola
Wait up hold up! make a, nigga roll up
Take your shines, ya swoll up or with a taste of
Somethin smacked out your mouth, so ah, up I hate ya
Do your dirty m.p. now stands for pay brah

I'm rude, abuse that come late on they dues
Bring bad news like a baby in they terrible
You did what to youse estoria like the waldorf
Niggaz get hauled off, suplexin magnums like I'm off

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

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

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

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