Luyện nghe bài hát Pound of Flesh / Paris Tokyo 2

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This your I'm sorry, but her eyes were so starry
I had to get some-uhh...one up it
Hit the bricks, the coins, pick up the shit
Like a pooper even dog shit was once eukanuba
of the past can be the shit up in the future
I my shoulders off to remove my bazooka
What we doing? Deck full of spades, a mic like Bob Barker
manure if you new to the ways of the lupester
The base meaning is I'm a roofer, (woo!), I'm going fuschia
All I need is a coup and a princess behind me like Koopa
If a nigga with me and he black he shoot ya
And that's motherfuckin real, even my mother, is fucking,
Kitchen counter tapping then skills
beat is in my bedroom giving head to 'em
Stretch it out, stand up in it and call it leg
Beat the beat till it's beat eggs to 'em
Then repeat, eat it till it sleep, then it up
But then don't 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 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 and tell the preacher he legit
get weaker the deeper that I get
Damn right she ain't even get the shaft, I'm just from the tip
the fire gone then I quit, cellphone still along on the trip
So I can speak to the choir the throne on my ship
And noble or sober or my nobler
Eating with our and the waiter is a fan
Shout out to Pharaoh keeping 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 tatted on him he show him where it is
Black dragon slayer they ain't 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,