Luyện nghe bài hát Pound of Flesh / Paris Tokyo 2

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This your beat I'm sorry, but her were so starry
I had to get some-uhh...one up it
Hit the bricks, drop the coins, up the shit
a pooper scooper even dog shit was once eukanuba
Underdogs of the can be the shit up in the future
I brush my shoulders off to remove my
What we doing? Deck full of spades, hold a mic like Bob
It's manure if you new to the ways of the
The base meaning is I'm a roofer, (woo!), I'm going fuschia
All I need is a coup and a princess behind me King Koopa
If a nigga with me and he black he shoot ya
And motherfuckin real, even my mother, is fucking, real
Kitchen counter tapping then undercover
Your beat is in my giving head to 'em
Stretch it out, up in it and call it leg room
the beat till it's beat there's eggs to 'em
Then repeat, eat it it sleep, then wake it up
But then don't to it cause now it's 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 and Gina
To her I have ran, but now she like Pam
She still want the flow but now I'm like
her away, but I had to scram back to the bullshit
Scramble to your pulpits and tell the he legit
Beats get weaker the that I get
Damn right she ain't get the shaft, I'm just speaking from the tip
When the fire gone then I quit, cellphone along on the trip
So I can speak to the from the throne on my ship
And noble or sober or my song
Eating with our hands and the is a fan
out to Mike Pharaoh keeping paper in my hands
Tailored Row, or Mastermind Japan
Sky dropped six on the
Drop top Aston versus Cobra, race ya
Free Rico, he do his bid
Got a father tatted on him he show him where it is
Black slayer they ain't knowing what he did
Want everybody in Bull city eating a pig, lets do it!
Durk, Mouse, Paris, Keef, Boolu, Dub, Pharris,
Drama, Common, Flict, Ye, Chance, Illinois,