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 in the world
inspector percee p
Kick some flavor for 94,

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

[ p ]
Your skills while I'm still strapped
With real raps, and that I should kill wack
Niggas peel caps and that ill crap
Bigger threat you with your tec when I rip the set
get smoked like a cigarette, so hit the deck
Watch ya chin, nigga, ho-chi-min when I my shit
When it to props I get lots of it
I can get madonna, money, threats are minor
And bet you find your girl a wet pijama
with my cassette behind her
Got band trail than your hand's sellin
Fans scalin, jam railin like it's van
Skills scored high on billboards, I kill
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 for first degree
Murder, you heard it first from me, you worshipped me
Fuckin threat, you heard yet
No need for buckin tecs, but rappers to in fret or upper-jet
art, yo, when I flow something drastic starts
Speed up a heart, great like jurassic park
I cut you up like a sharp blade
to god, only card you can pull if it's medicaid
Done with all this gun shit, who you run with, son split
The only you shoot is your dick, and it comes quick

[ fresh wes ]
I'm like a bat hell tonight, niggas compell to bite
I swell the mic I like, fatter than cellulite
I injure ears of engineers, sendin em into
Bringin my peers into tears, interfere
Critics know I a wicked blow
I put you in a clinic, so forget it like riddick
Nigga, go to hell, I so well
Find another brother or or hoe to tell
Or a bro to jeal', how's my jam gonna very well
I you back because you bring the wack
I'm into rap, I interact with tracks
Locked in, wack are blockin
The top 10 while the black radio jocks
The calmer vibe, the
I like the side, jeffrey dahmer tried, but died
More words a hour of scrabble, I got the power to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured like the tower of
Adversaries are snotty, compare me to gotti
I bury a body, carry a shotie
The maestro the psycho shit
Brain a microchip, and i'ma excite you with
The smoother rhythm, sendin mad crews to
Who to listen while I use my u-4 missiles
Collectin the pesos a stage show
fellatio from a h-o (why) because I say so
My ratio expands as I wreck
Makin def like redman and x clan
I'ma nail the genitalia australia to somalia
Cause I'm smooth, just like a
I damage em all, bitches give me casual
I'm slammin and jammin and rammin they walls
Drums are fat over funky
Like perce every verse make your lung collapse
I'm extra-nice, next to slice?
you step to mics, nigga, check with christ
You

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