Luyện nghe bài hát Pronto

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

And i'll get than Florida Evans doo-doo brownin

Gives the peace sign like Snuka
And have ya head bobbin like a Hunts Point
I'm in there swimwear
Oh
No
And when I my bows, you'd 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 grooves my nation
I grabs the mic I gets the sennn-sation
Flip the script like a angry actor shake or ya
I'll wet ya my supa-soaka
Cuz when I my strong flow
I gotcha in the like Chief Jay Strongbow

HEYYA, HEYYA, HO

Pass the peice of to the one Chadio
And let me it
a new style few pile peices and bits
Into
Like here shit
So down clown
When I come
I'm not happy slappy, town with a frown
Get down, get down the rhythm in your ear
And peep out the sound from
To
If this don't work, get steep and deep
I'm runnin in the
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
Choppin you down is the route I might go
And goes
For all my enemies and my
Pronto,

Pronto, nigga yours
All a could do for me is
Eat dick and her drawers
Pronto, nigga yours
All a could do for me is
Eat and drop her drawers
Pronto, nigga yours
All a could do for me is
Eat and drop her drawers
Pronto, gimme yours
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 hoes is screamin
Buff my nut I beep on my Khalid Muhammad tapes
Done, now I'm walkin her crib in my undies
Honie in the room screamin roll bundi
Cuz when I da boots, the horror, the horror
I'm orphan annie, hon, see ya tomorrow,
Time to up Chad, Ha and some ism, damn, oh no
I'm low
Go to willis and tell jamaican J
I'd gladly pay him tuesday for a bag of today
You got the boom, it's
I'm the wheel, so Cha's the designated roller
Cha pass to chad to the Y-O-G
We part of this to Dr. Dre on Sister Dee
like that yo (THAT YO)
Like yo (THAT YO)
And if you ask what's in your mouth, my fat ballz, yo
Crazy legit the ill neccessary
To you dance ya ass off like Fred "Rerun" Berry
Very much a bug like Herbie
I got crazy game, kerbie,

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

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