Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to Da East

Pray to the east, to the east...

I got my man in the
One of the mc's in the world
Rhyme percee p
Kick some flavor for 94,

Pray to the east, pray to the
Before you fuck around, nigga, to the east ( 2x )

[ p ]
Your skills lack while I'm still
With real raps, and feel I should kill wack
Niggas that caps and that ill crap
Bigger threat than you with your tec I rip the set
Niggas get smoked a cigarette, so hit the deck
Watch ya chin, nigga, ho-chi-min when I rock my
When it to props I get lots of it
I can get madonna, money, your threats are
And bet you your girl with a wet pijama
Drippin with my behind her
Got more band trail than your hand's
Fans scalin, jam railin like it's van
Skills high on billboards, I kill frauds
Get real applausesteal broads' at will force
Hate a mark, lay a squad, and pray to god
Don't say a verse worse than a plate of lard
Percee p wanted for first
Murder, since you heard it first from me, you me
threat, you heard nothin yet
No for buckin tecs, but rappers to duck in fret or upper-jet
Mastered art, yo, when I flow something starts
Speed up a bastard's heart, great like jurassic
I cut you up like a sharp blade
Swear to god, only card you can pull if it's
Done with all this gun shit, who you run with, son split
The only thing you shoot is dick, and it comes quick

[ fresh wes ]
I'm like a bat hell tonight, niggas compell to bite
I the mic when I like, fatter than cellulite
I injure ears of engineers, em into cheers
my peers into tears, don't interfere
Critics know I pack a wicked
I put you in a clinic, so forget it like riddick
Nigga, go to hell, I so well
Find brother or mother or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal', my jam gonna sell? very well
I you back because you bring the wack
I'm into rap, I interact with tracks
Locked in, wack muthafuckas are
The top 10 while the black radio spin
The vibe, the modified
I like the harder side, jeffrey dahmer tried, but
More words than a hour of scrabble, I got the to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured the tower of babel
Adversaries are snotty, some me to gotti
I bury a body, then a shotie
The maestro rips the psycho
Brain like a microchip, and excite you with
The smoother rhythm, sendin mad crews to
Who choose to listen while I use my u-4
the pesos from a stage show
Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) I say so
My ratio expands as I lands
Makin def like redman and x clan
I'ma nail the genitalia from to somalia
I'm smooth, just like a sailor
I damage em all, bitches give me casual
I'm slammin and and rammin they vaginal walls
are fat over funky tracks
Like perce every verse could make your lung
I'm extra-nice, who's to slice?
Before you step to mics, nigga, check christ
You

Pray to the east, pray to the
Before you around nigga pray to the east...