Luyện nghe bài hát Play the Drum

I to play the drums (ah ha ah ha)
In a crazy way (come on, come on)
And everyone around say
You ought to here him (lick shots)
Ya'll
At your notebook
I'm
Long days, no
Vacation,
You Peep it?
We're the scene right now
Can't it
Ain't an MC in the bay that could see
B-List they crawl through my sneakers
Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Black
My pens all my lyrics are wild creatures
If- had teeth they'd rip you to pieces
Ferocious beast of
of reason
Hip Hop nation? shit treason
My pen screams- "This ink trick, I'm bleeding!"
it is you got we don't need it
Kick Rocks. You see I'm busy Beat it!
These ain't lyrics, my notebook dreaming
I wrote this while leaning on a skin queen from Sweden
streaming
My rhymes are
I'm by the river
You Babylon songs
II'm a Yoda
Yo, my does yoga
son
Run pum pum

This is
I proceed with the
And stretch like guitar strings that crawl through the
Collision of
selection of diction
Surgically written
Sick the tip of the tongue, teeth and lips
you quit or just lie to yourself and yo' click
Lookin' stiff to the
"yeah that the shit!" but it ain't
I'm saying since 2006
And you still sound like you ridin' Black dick
Counterfeit styles on some half off
Same cats wanna give my dap shit
Walk around the bar like they false tits (oh on)
You can light a of this
Arabs and robbers I chop off
Hip Hop better run and call KRiS
If I see you on stage I'm a run and BLITZ!

I'll play and and play and play some more
As no on ever played the drums
At times I catch vibe and my rhymes so
Feeling like I could rip NAS like Chubb did
On- To the Grill
Feel it in my fingers I fill it in
Killin' 'em, because only push pens to minimum
Please I give them what never seen
My has wings more than syllables
Azeem make you the results
Super my minds a Hulk 10 years
Each fresher the last one is
You catch-up unless you got a magical wrist
A mountain of coke and help from every rapper that in the biz
Cheers..
Ask you're who's the illest
On the mic niggas'
"Ismail tried to us"