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, the coins, pick up the shit
Like a pooper scooper even dog shit was once
Underdogs of the can be the shit up in the future
I brush my shoulders off to my bazooka
What we doing? Deck full of spades, hold a mic like Bob
It's manure if you new to the of the lupester
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 that's motherfuckin real, even my mother, is fucking,
counter tapping then undercover skills
Your beat is in my giving head to 'em
it out, stand up in it and call it leg room
Beat the beat till it's beat eggs to 'em
Then repeat, eat it till it sleep, wake it up
But then don't speak to it cause now it's the feds to 'em
Beats having trouble going to 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
Whisk her away, but I had to scram back to the
Scramble to pulpits and tell the preacher he legit
Beats get weaker the deeper I get
Damn she ain't even get the shaft, I'm just speaking from the tip
When the fire gone then I quit, cellphone still along on the
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
Shout out to Mike keeping paper in my hands
Tailored Savile Row, or Mastermind
Sky dropped six on the
Drop top Aston versus Cobra, race ya
Rico, before he do his bid
Got a father tatted on him he gone show him it is
Black dragon they ain't knowing what he did
Want everybody in city eating like a pig, lets do it!
Durk, Mouse, Paris, Keef, Boolu, Dub, Pharris,
Drama, Common, Flict, Ye, Chance, Illinois,