Luyện nghe bài hát Pray to Da East

Pray to the east, to the east...

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

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

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

[ fresh wes ]
I'm like a bat outta hell tonight, compell to bite
I swell the mic I like, fatter than cellulite
I injure ears of engineers, sendin em into
Bringin my peers 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 flow so
another brother or mother or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal', how's my jam gonna sell? very
I send you because you bring the wack
I'm rap, I interact with empty tracks
Locked in, wack muthafuckas are
The top 10 while the black radio jocks
The calmer vibe, the
I like the harder side, dahmer tried, but died
words than a hour of scrabble, I got the power to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured like the of babel
are snotty, some compare me to gotti
I bury a body, then a shotie
The rips the psycho shit
like a microchip, and i'ma excite you with
The smoother rhythm, sendin mad crews to
Who choose to listen I use my u-4 missiles
the pesos from a stage show
Gettin from a h-o (why) because I say so
My ratio expands as I lands
Makin def like redman and x clan
I'ma nail the from australia to somalia
Cause I'm smooth, just like a
I damage em all, bitches give me casual
I'm and jammin and rammin they vaginal walls
Drums are fat over tracks
perce every verse could make your lung collapse
I'm extra-nice, next to slice?
Before you to mics, nigga, check with christ
You

to the east, pray to the east
Before you fuck nigga pray to the east...