Luyện nghe bài hát Pound of Flesh / Paris Tokyo 2

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This your beat I'm sorry, but her eyes were so
I had to get some-uhh...one up it
Hit the bricks, drop the coins, up the shit
Like a pooper scooper even dog shit was once
Underdogs of the past can be the shit up in the
I brush my shoulders off to my bazooka
What we Deck full of spades, hold a mic like Bob Barker
It's manure if you new to the ways of the
The base meaning is I'm a roofer, (woo!), I'm going like
All I need is a coup and a princess me like King Koopa
If a with me and he black he might shoot ya
And motherfuckin real, even my mother, is fucking, real
Kitchen counter tapping then undercover
Your is in my bedroom giving head to 'em
Stretch it out, stand up in it and it leg room
Beat the beat it's beat there's eggs to 'em
Then repeat, eat it till it sleep, then it up
But then speak to it cause now it's like the feds to 'em
having trouble going to sleep cause now I'm like Fred to 'em
And if I can be any meaner, our patina was Martin and
To her I would ran, but now she like Pam
She still want the flow but now I'm damn
her away, but I had to scram back to the bullshit
Scramble to your pulpits and the preacher he legit
Beats get the deeper that I get
right she ain't even get the shaft, I'm just speaking from the tip
When the fire gone then I quit, cellphone still on the trip
So I can speak to the choir from the on my ship
And noble or or my song nobler
Eating with our hands and the is a fan
Shout out to Pharaoh keeping paper in my hands
Tailored Row, or Mastermind Japan
Sky dropped six on the
Drop top Aston Cobra, I'mma race ya
Rico, before he do his bid
Got a father tatted on him he show him where it is
Black dragon slayer they ain't what he did
Want everybody in Bull eating like a pig, lets do it!
Durk, Mouse, Paris, Keef, Boolu, Dub, Pharris,
Drama, Common, Flict, Ye, Chance, Illinois,