Luyện nghe bài hát Pump

Are you for a brother
With a full of hand grenades?
Watch a brothers tongue
With the grace of a blade over butter
In the middle of a heat wave, peep

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

Did you really believe these ability's achieve
Filling my with the cheese and the broccoli?
Watch you trippin' on some of that
That be killing off the mention my clique
Now she want to put her clothes on

You recognize who to idolize over tracks
Or catch a match to the
Of the for the pay back
'Cause the S.W. never play
I them till the moon fade black

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

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

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

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

get mind blown, keep you ducking
In the when the infrared roam
Turn up the volume and a poetical prophecy properly
Rock the made for the rap game

I paid dues, slayed crews for the rap
flows and got chose for the rap game
I'm suicidal off the cliff ready to
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, trippin' on?
Pump, pump, pump,

Psycho, alphabetical, street

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

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

Propelling parallel with the speed laid back
Like a kneed, eye to eye with the enemy
the telepathy proceed to achieve
Blowing enemies to a in a calm breeze

I rip it till my lungs cease
Proceed spittin' game in the streets
And continue rippin' heads off of
Sincerely yours mack with the khakis creased

Whatcha on?

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

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

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