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
a pooper scooper even dog shit was once eukanuba
Underdogs of the past can be the up in the future
I brush my shoulders off to my bazooka
What we doing? Deck full of spades, hold a mic like Bob
manure if you new to the ways of the lupester
The base meaning is I'm a roofer, (woo!), I'm like fuschia
All I need is a and a princess behind me like King Koopa
If a with me and he black he might shoot ya
And that's real, even my mother, is fucking, real
Kitchen counter then undercover skills
Your is in my bedroom giving head to 'em
Stretch it out, stand up in it and it leg room
Beat the till it's beat there's eggs to 'em
repeat, eat it till it sleep, then wake it up
But then don't speak to it cause now like the feds to 'em
Beats having trouble going to sleep now I'm like Fred to 'em
And if I can be any meaner, our was Martin and Gina
To her I would ran, but now she like Pam
She still want the flow but now I'm damn
Whisk her away, but I had to scram back to the
Scramble to pulpits and tell the preacher he legit
Beats get the deeper 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, still along on the trip
So I can speak to the choir the throne on my ship
And noble or sober or my song
Eating our hands and the waiter is a fan
out to Mike Pharaoh keeping paper in my hands
Tailored Savile Row, or Japan
Sky six on the blazer
Drop top Aston Cobra, I'mma race ya
Rico, before he do his bid
Got a father tatted on him he gone show him 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,