Luyện nghe bài hát Prowler 2

samples Eddie Arkadian, the villain from "The Last Dragon"
Welcome to my little in your honor (laughs) ... the guest list has been compiled so that you go out in style. (Laughs again) You don't mind if my friends introduce themselves, do you Leroy? Then let the games begin!
Back up in the and my "V" is for Vendetta
Fuck the rhyme, to tell you the truth I got 10 better
I bend letters 'til they look like "n's"
And then offend so many men them, they look like fems
I'm a feminine rebel, forever cleverer than shit
Never be level niggas' shit, my flow can float bitch
Figure out the dosage to administer
Sickness I in close considered the Black Jean
Blakroc, it's Blacksmith
Miss and I'm back, bitch
Hulk-smash harass a most passionate ...
plate, magistrate
Fascinating lady, grab Vaseline and masturbate
Emasculate your manhood, damn good
all your posse turn them pussy with tan hoods
Don't push me, I land good
Liable to fly up off the handle like a pan
And "swoosh," hit. Mrs.
Salt rivers flowing out my
Pierced side, broke legs, my cross
The old told me life wasn't a game
But mine steady feeling like pinball,
Chasing freedom, a kingdom
And a stone castle out of thinwall, drywall
I'm a keep going God call or the sky fall
Or they blast me on a grassy knoll and try to blame
Joe Blow, mastering my mojo
Cinder block, chop
in the dojo (uh)
If so-so, I'll probably be a no show
willy
out on with the po' folks (uh)
dragon rap, flames out the nostrils
Crown

I'm spreading the
I overcame the Saints done the Falcons
Hoover did to Malcolm
YAOWA!
Y'all know the fuck I do
Bubble gum buster, so easy to fuckin'
I blow bubbles to
Unoriginal, easy to make another you

keys the only way get a W
Niggas ain't grizzly, y'all all and huggable
I up in the gutter, you came up like all the

You don't want me to you
chop your pops,
Liu
HIYAOWA!
To hell is I send 'em
just learned the art
I tighter than your denims
Ryu
Ken
I'm with the pen
Give me five minutes I'll show you I'm with the venom
Poison with the
See your boys be in the
My boy be in the
Yeah, all the

We two different types, see, you spit you write
What I spit is the and truth comes to the light
bang, tobacco roller, smoke show, mofo sensei
Blue cloak, red stripe, get right shot
Bass bang, necks crane, construction when
Ski percussion, hour, bad
Man
Brought all my again
and brothers and 'em
Bey
center
, overs and unders of
no fuckin' with them
Ain't nan suckers
Never closed, flows
Ice cold, froze
Me and the
Too to get over on
A Jabbar, sittin 'til it's game point
Pick and roll, and go
Freedom spiritual
Sun spot, top
water fountain drop
Fresh green, quartz top
The ashtray, that 3rd Kings county rock
Black heed
Can't the power out
Tell 'em quit out
Show ya what I'm about
This how you a party out
She get fresh, yes, to help her your body out
Get live and hurricane black don air your body out
Cash and then I'm outty out