Luyện nghe bài hát Pump

Are you for a brother
With a mouth full of hand
Watch a tongue serenade
With the grace of a razor blade over
In the of a heat wave, peep ways

Got a baby in every part of the
'Cause I'm made
Did you want to clash with me?
I'ma a picture sad to see
Like a brother from a rope in an apple

Did you really believe these ability's achieve
Filling my pockets with the and the broccoli?
Watch you trippin' on of that shit
That be killing off the ozone mention my
Now she don't to put her clothes on

You better who to idolize over tracks
Or catch a to the batch
Of the for the pay back
the S.W. never play that
I eliminate till the moon fade black

Never sentimental on an
it's complemental to the mental psycho
Alpha, disco, quick to split your
the max to the minimal

Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump,

Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump,

Terminal condition when the mic is in
To slit from the solar plexus to the neck up
Giving them a hemorrhage with the concussion
Propelling through my multiple combination

In 3D images a wig when a fool trip
mind what your sipping on, what you trippin' on?
Is it or the rims on the Brougham
Or the way my city get it gritty in your zone?

get mind blown, keep you ducking
In the bushes when the infrared
Turn up the and watch a poetical prophecy properly
the philosophy made for the rap game

I dues, slayed crews for the rap game
flows and got chose for the rap game
I'm suicidal off the cliff to dive
What, what, what, on

Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump,

Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump,

Psycho, alphabetical, ministry

Was it the night we dragged hommie through the night club
him fold up when he loc'd up
Droppin' seekers to his dome
Like a hot comb to his when he spoke up

All adversaries away when the A to the K O M A C K
Get to rippin' the cable with the wrath of a bullet
Bet your corner a ricochet

Propelling parallel with the light speed laid
Like a kneed, eye to eye with the enemy
While the proceed to achieve
Blowing enemies to a realm in a calm

I rip it till my lungs cease
spittin' game in the city streets
And continue heads off of robeast
yours lack mack with the khakis creased

Whatcha on?

Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump,

Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump,

it on, heat it up, let me see how you serve
Damn if I ain't with it
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump, pump,

it on, heat it up, let me see how you serve
'Damn if I ain't with it
Pump, pump, pump, pump, whatcha on?
Pump, pump, pump,