Luyện nghe bài hát Pronto

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

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

Gives the peace sign like Jimmy
And have ya head bobbin a Hunts Point hooker
I'm in like swimwear
Oh
No
And when I my bows, you'd think my name was Riddick
zung, zunga zunga zeng (ZUNGA ZUNG, ZUNGA ZUNGA ZENG)
And my favorite jams Man by Wu-Tang
Comin funkadelik cuz I grooves thats my
I grabs the mic I gets the sennn-sation
Flip the script like a actor shake or poke ya
I'll wet ya my supa-soaka
Cuz when I display my strong
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 pile and bits
hits
Like this here
So down clown
I come around
I'm not happy slappy, walkin town with a
Get down, get down with the in your ear
And peep out the from here
To
If this don't work, things get and deep
I'm runnin in the
And I'm playin for
For now I crack heads, but mistake me for a white rock
Keep my jail ceasar, instead of a nasty lock
get me fed
End up
Cuz I'm
Choppin you down is the route that I go
And that
For all my and my foes
Pronto,

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

In L.I.P
is how we be
Snappin
Stashin
And on the pussy
with tha hoes cuz the hoes is screamin rape
Buff my nut while I beep on my Khalid Muhammad
Done, now I'm walkin thru her in my undies
Honie in the back room roll bundi
Cuz when I da boots, the horror, the horror
I'm annie, hon, see ya tomorrow, tomorrow
Time to up Chad, Ha and some ism, damn, oh no
I'm low
Go to willis avenue and tell 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 of this to Dr. Dre on Sister Dee
It's that yo (THAT YO)
that yo (THAT YO)
And if you ask what's in mouth, it's my fat ballz, yo
Crazy legit the ill neccessary
To you dance ya ass off like Fred "Rerun" Berry
Very a love bug like Herbie
I got game, kerbie, kerbie

You got game and I got crazy gats
And we slam like a batterin ram (so brotha back)
It's the one and only, one
That leaves strung
By the of a lip, by the flung
Of a
care less if the world blew up
But I wanna up before it blows
flows
Of
Which a difference
In my everyday
Causin me to go the distance
But to a simple style and type format
As I stomp on comp like a doormat
This type stuff's lock and key (key)
Chad is a as ruff can be (be)
Now how ruff can that be, well go figa
Ruffa than son of sam a slam trigga
Ruffa than a criminal takin a liquor
Ruffa the voice on that kid Lord Digga
So toodaloo, ta-ta,
here shit is type Pronto

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