Luyện nghe bài hát Pump

Are you for a brother
With a full of hand grenades?
Watch a brothers serenade
With the grace of a razor blade butter
In the of a heat wave, peep ways

Got a baby in every of the city
I'm street made
Did you really want to with me?
I'ma a picture sad to see
Like a brother from a in an apple tree

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

You better recognize who to over tracks
Or catch a to the batch
Of the kerosene for the pay
'Cause the S.W. never play
I eliminate them the moon fade black

sentimental on an instrumental
When it's to the mental psycho
Alpha, disco, to split your riddle
From the max to the

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

Terminal condition the mic is in position
To slit them from the plexus to the neck up
Giving them a with the double concussion
Propelling through my nemesis combination

In 3D images split a wig when a fool
Never what your sipping on, what you trippin' on?
Is it or the rims on the Brougham
Or the way my get it gritty in your time zone?

Monologue get mind blown, you ducking
In the bushes when the infrared
Turn up the volume and watch a prophecy properly
Rock the philosophy for the rap game

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

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Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' 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,

Psycho, alphabetical, ministry

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

All look away when the A to the K O M A C K
Get to rippin' through the cable the wrath of a bullet
Bet your corner catch a

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

I shall rip it till my lungs
Proceed spittin' in the city streets
And continue rippin' 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,

Bring it on, 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 superb with it
Pump, pump, pump, pump, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump,