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 inspector p
Kick flavor for 94, baby

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 raps, and feel that I should kill wack
Niggas peel 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 rock my
When it comes to I get lots of it
I can get madonna, money, your are minor
And bet you find girl with a wet pijama
Drippin with my behind her
Got more band trail than your sellin
scalin, jam railin like it's van halen
Skills scored high on billboards, I frauds
Get real applausesteal hearts at will force
Hate a mark, lay a squad, and pray to god
say a hard verse worse than a plate of lard
Percee p for first degree
Murder, you heard it first from me, you worshipped me
threat, you heard nothin yet
No need for buckin tecs, but rappers to duck in fret or
Mastered art, yo, when I flow something drastic
Speed up a heart, great like jurassic park
I cut you up like a sharp machete
Swear to god, only you can pull if it's medicaid
Done all this gun shit, fuck who you run with, son split
The only you shoot is your dick, and it comes quick

[ fresh wes ]
I'm like a bat outta tonight, niggas compell to bite
I swell the mic when I like, fatter than
I injure of engineers, sendin em into cheers
Bringin my peers tears, don't interfere
Critics I pack a wicked blow
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', how's my jam gonna very well
I send you back you bring the wack
I'm into rap, I interact with empty
Locked in, wack muthafuckas are
The top 10 the black radio jocks spin
The calmer vibe, the
I like the side, jeffrey dahmer tried, but died
More words than a hour of scrabble, I got the to battle
Skadaddle or get devoured like the tower of
are snotty, some compare me to gotti
I a body, then carry a shotie
The rips the psycho shit
Brain a microchip, and i'ma excite you with
The rhythm, sendin mad crews to prison
Who choose to while I use my u-4 missiles
Collectin the pesos from a show
Gettin fellatio from a h-o (why) I say so
My expands as I wreck lands
Makin def jams like and x clan
I'ma the genitalia from australia to somalia
I'm smooth, just like a sailor
I em all, bitches give me casual calls
I'm slammin and jammin and they vaginal walls
Drums are fat over tracks
Like perce every could make your lung collapse
I'm extra-nice, next to slice?
Before you step to mics, nigga, with christ
You

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