Luyện nghe bài hát Pronto

Mic 1 to get ready, hon
Peace to the rhythm Cru packin guns
And give me some funk that's and

And i'll get nastier than Florida Evans brownin

Gives the peace like Jimmy Snuka
And have ya head like a Hunts Point hooker
I'm in there like
Oh
No
And when I shoot my bows, think my name was Riddick
Zunga zung, zunga zeng (ZUNGA ZUNG, ZUNGA ZUNGA ZENG)
And my favorite jams Man by Wu-Tang
Comin funkadelik cuz I thats my nation
When I grabs the mic I gets the
Flip the script like a actor shake or poke ya
wet ya with my supa-soaka
Cuz I display my strong flow
I in the sleeper like Chief Jay Strongbow

HEYYA, HEYYA, HO

the peice of steel to the one Chadio
And let me it
With a new style few peices and bits
Into
Like this shit
So calm clown
I come around
I'm not happy slappy, walkin town with a
Get down, get down with the in your ear
And out the sound from here
To
If this work, things get steep and deep
I'm in the streets
And I'm for keeps
For now I crack heads, but don't me for a white rock
Keep my jail ceasar, of a nasty tight lock
get me fed
End up
Cuz I'm
you down is the route that I might go
And goes
For all my enemies and my
Pronto,

Pronto, gimme yours
All a could do for me is
Eat and drop her drawers
Pronto, gimme yours
All a could do for me is
Eat and drop her drawers
Pronto, gimme yours
All a bitch do for me is
Eat and drop her drawers
Pronto, nigga gimme
All a could do for me is
Eat dick and drop her

In L.I.P
is how we be
Snappin
Stashin
And on the pussy
Neva with tha hoes cuz the is screamin rape
Buff my nut while I beep on my Khalid Muhammad
Done, now I'm thru her crib in my undies
in the back room screamin roll bundi
Cuz when I knock da boots, the horror, the
I'm orphan annie, hon, see ya tomorrow,
to pick up Chad, Ha and some ism, damn, oh no
I'm low
Go to willis avenue and jamaican J
I'd gladly pay him tuesday for a bag of boom
You got the boom, over
I'm the wheel, so Cha's the designated roller
Cha to chad pass to the Y-O-G
We takin of this to Dr. Dre on Sister Dee
like that yo (THAT YO)
Like yo (THAT YO)
And if you ask what's in mouth, it's my fat ballz, yo
legit the ill shit's neccessary
To make you dance ya ass off like "Rerun" Berry
Very much a love bug Herbie
I got crazy game, kerbie,

You got crazy and I got crazy gats
And we slam like a ram (so brotha step back)
It's the one and only, one
That leaves strung
By the flip of a lip, by the
Of a
Couldn't care less if the world up
But I blow up before it blows
Thru
Of
Which make a
In my everyday
me to go the long distance
But back to a simple style and type
As I stomp on comp just like a
type stuff's under lock and key (key)
Chad is a as ruff can be (be)
Now how can that be, well let's go figa
Ruffa than son of sam with a slam
Ruffa than a criminal a liquor swigga
Ruffa than the voice on that kid Lord
So toodaloo, ta-ta,
here shit is type Pronto

Pronto, nigga gimme
All a could do for me is
Eat dick and drop her
Pronto, gimme yours
All a bitch do for me is
Eat dick and drop her
Pronto, gimme yours
All a bitch do for me is
Eat dick and drop her