Luyện nghe bài hát Price & Shining Armor

Yo! Listen...
Afghanistan, bombed out,
I'm weeded, needin' an
Run up on a rapper rappin', that's when I slap a fan
Bone-crunch you niggies, the gypsy a caravan
half-amazing, Mandela
You know the flow is so hard, tell her, Duck
Is the label, but - a record deal
Broke after I smoke and the motherfuckin' meal
P! Keep my shit, B
I'll punch your shit off like the Story of
All in my face like a rap
Fuck and catch all of the eight when the gat rattles
That hardcore is played out
Till I slap you and ask you what's played out
(What's played out, man?) P! Indeed the
Squeeze the chrome, please believe it nigga, home

two, sunroof casket for the earth dirt view
Work wet, wet work with the wet, who?
Vest protect chest, but get neck duke
Dave Tua, of rage, I wave Rugers
Engage shooters in battles, better behave,

Ay yo, noid paragraph, crack ground, shatter glass
Ill boy, Madagas', bitch a fatter ass
Top on the rooftop, shine my shit
Pitch grind my strip, switch rhyme hits
Got a towel, better it in
bangin', P, cover me I'm goin' in
War path is bloody, damaged from one stroke
48 tracks to slide and the broke
What it do, kilogram crew (what up?)
The is barbaric, Encino Man 2
Paul Bunyan on the with the onion
In the booth I'm the dragon breathin' out the dungeon
Fuck a metaphor, fuck you the metal for
Put the mic down, rap, peddle raw
Street fighter, strike like Bison
The nigga ghostwriting for Price on Mic