Luyện nghe bài hát Pronto

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

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

Gives the peace sign Jimmy Snuka
And have ya head bobbin like a Hunts Point
I'm in there like
Oh
No
And when I shoot my bows, you'd think my was Riddick
Zunga zung, zunga zunga (ZUNGA ZUNG, ZUNGA ZUNGA ZENG)
And my favorite jams Method Man by
Comin funkadelik cuz I grooves my nation
When I grabs the mic I the sennn-sation
Flip the like a angry actor shake or poke ya
I'll wet ya my supa-soaka
Cuz when I my strong flow
I gotcha in the sleeper like Chief Jay

HEYYA, HEYYA, HO

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

Pronto, nigga gimme
All a could do for me is
Eat dick and drop her
Pronto, gimme yours
All a could do for me is
Eat dick and her drawers
Pronto, nigga gimme
All a bitch do for me is
Eat dick and drop her
Pronto, nigga 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 tha hoes cuz the hoes 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 da boots, the horror, the horror
I'm annie, hon, see ya tomorrow, 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 today
You got the boom, it's
I'm behind the wheel, so the designated roller
Cha pass to chad to the Y-O-G
We takin part of to Dr. Dre on Sister Dee
like that yo (THAT YO)
Like yo (THAT YO)
And if you ask in your mouth, it's my fat ballz, yo
Crazy legit the ill shit's
To make you dance ya ass off Fred "Rerun" Berry
Very much a love bug Herbie
I got crazy game, kerbie,

You got crazy game and I got crazy
And we like a batterin ram (so brotha step back)
the one and only, only one
That leaves niggas
By the flip of a lip, by the
Of a
care less if the world blew up
But I wanna blow up before it
Thru
Of
Which a difference
In my everyday
Causin me to go the long
But back to a simple and type format
As I on comp just like a doormat
This type stuff's lock and key (key)
is a ruff as ruff can be (be)
Now how ruff can that be, well let's go
Ruffa son of sam with a slam trigga
Ruffa than a criminal a liquor swigga
Ruffa than the voice on that kid Digga
So toodaloo, ta-ta,
This here shit is type

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