Luyện nghe bài hát Pound 4 Pound

Still on my west coast riphop
King click mobsters are mile high in cannabis
Ha ha Lets ride on

Round for round its goin down in the compound (its down)
Pound for pound we burn em down (burn em Burn em down)
Pound for pound we light em up in the
Round for round we burn em (always smoking chronic)

This beat is no
Break out the and incense
And fuck a shower
Its a bath
Crack blunt wrap
And grab the bag
Fuck a back
This shits to go down like bagdad
Waving rags ill be flying the weed flag
kottonmouth kings buy shit we ship sacks
started with the zigzags up to hash bags
now we at the compound lacing
so we stacks

we always stackin
on the top you I got em
we always bowls
and forth you know I pop em
and they drop em
we em out until we squash em
I puff until I
Eyes low they call me
Blazing on this indo
Im all out
Got some from the west coast
on these tracks like a lowrider
Bounce smoke an
Do it slow so see me when I roll
I let em

Round for round its goin down in the (its goin down)
Pound for we burn em down (burn em down Burn em down)
for pound we light em up in the compound
Round for round we em down (always smoking chronic)

My got and itch
Its crazy shit
Its fucking shit
Stoner truck of the latest
Never my ladies bitch
My trigger got an itch
I got a wood bat swinging on the pitch
screw ball packing and im cracking it
I got a loose someone cut my brake chords
Im flying down the road on my dashboard
Driving off a cliff on a fat spliff
Dirtball man I guess these haters finally got their

Smokes billowing the intact
The kings is in the fucking
ounce about to crack
Most fat it all up give me that sack
You dont to not give me that
When Im at play bubble go flat
From the of the bat home run
Check mate energy from the belly of all of the partying
All of the pain we went thru to keep this shit poppin
You better believe it wont
Retarded to we dont know that was you
you believe me forever we rockin
forever the krown will power the
we do it or die

Round for round its goin down in the compound (its down)
Pound for pound we burn em (burn em down Burn em down)
Pound for pound we em up in the compound
Round for round we burn em (always smoking chronic)

Blowing the bomb packing the
All the time the best
Keepin it snappin the bong
Yeah the bong
Look at my bag the ghang
Burnin em til it gone
Keep up my steez rockin it
Sagging my we keepin it west

We still or die packing loads in glass pipes
Twistin on motorbikes
Blowing up and burning
Say what you like your names no on my doc
Pulling out of sight
by the white light
Let the dogs out unleash em on your
Air force one im higher than the president
Yes im sent
holy sacraments
7 deadly guaranteed that I wont repent

I repent either me neither
My heater be the
That all the hungry rappers to eat up
I beat up the
Sit up pop it up to gear
To year lick another fear
Shut up it on home
All of the clear

Round for its goin down in the compound (its goin down)
Pound for pound we burn em (burn em down Burn em down)
Pound for pound we em up in the compound
Round for round we em down (always smoking chronic)

RED FOX