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, the coins, pick up the shit
Like a pooper scooper even dog shit was eukanuba
Underdogs of the past can be the up in the future
I brush my shoulders off to my bazooka
What we doing? Deck of spades, hold a mic like Bob Barker
It's manure if you new to the ways of the
The meaning is I'm a roofer, (woo!), I'm going like fuschia
All I need is a coup and a princess behind me like King
If a nigga with me and he he might shoot ya
And motherfuckin real, even my mother, is fucking, real
counter tapping then undercover skills
Your beat is in my bedroom head to 'em
Stretch it out, stand up in it and it leg room
the beat till it's beat there's eggs to 'em
Then repeat, eat it till it sleep, wake it up
But then don't speak to it cause now like the feds to 'em
Beats 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 have ran, but now she 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 tell the preacher he
get weaker the deeper that I get
Damn right she ain't even get the shaft, I'm just from the tip
When the fire gone then I quit, cellphone still along on the
So I can to the choir from the throne on my ship
And noble or or my song nobler
Eating with our hands and the is a fan
Shout out to Mike Pharaoh paper in my hands
Tailored Savile Row, or Japan
Sky dropped six on the
Drop top Aston versus Cobra, race ya
Rico, before he do his bid
Got a father on him he gone show him where it is
Black dragon slayer they knowing what he did
Want everybody in Bull city eating like a pig, do it!
Durk, Mouse, Paris, Keef, Boolu, Dub, Pharris,
Drama, Common, Flict, Ye, Chance, Illinois,