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 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
Word is

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

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

We'll tell hold this, heat-seekin fist'll never miss
On impact, set to shit out the devilish
Punk who step to this, my got ice you can have some
For your glass jaw, bloody ain't that bad son
Jab's a one man riot starter, your dad to come
I get to snuffin bwoy you'll 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, i'ma hunter like a
Smoke you like fonta, leave you in mourning like
Comin for your honcho, he in my range, ain't nuttin changed duke
If you can't the rain you better wear a poncho
Run through crew pronto, crush you like nachoes
Yeah you act but you still run from the cops duke
is not your, ordinary type of guy
When I get hyper, I burn that ass like all of lye

Alright alright, maybe 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 blocks for reinforcement
I stay flossin, you bring your I bring the four-fifths

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

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

Oh, oh, oh, b.t.j.'s call me balboa, swan call me
Hold the fort down, reach out and punch like a motorola
Own a pager, bonus how I the paper, you make all the dough
But anyway I slay a boa anyday, you know
I may just take you over, my
To get face or your nose bloodied, what?
The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, don't fuck
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 dirty m.p. now stands for make'em pay brah

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

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

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

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

* talk fades into skit *