Luyện nghe bài hát Punch Drunk

You know I rock microphones like they got bones
And I'll roll on your show like biscuit dough
Yeah you steady styles off the next man's flow
your Jackson, but your name ain't Bo
I'm only hittin' chicks as Madelyn Stone
Got a closet in my crib where the grow
Act like you know, Lee tokes the
It the season, the reason's strictly economic
So the jinn and tonic
the Tony Bennet
If wifey watchin', hon, I'm runnin' up in it
I make it hot and like some wavos rancheros
Then hit the Knick with my man Don Terros
And if the Knicks are winnin', then Spike Lee's
So next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong
Sippin' whiskeys to my favorite
all the earthpieces shake their butts
Some think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little funny
But play me soft, I'll ya down like ya stole money

Politickin' with your chickens, it's to get loose
(Sample: It's the wicked pain with the Mickey's deuce deuce)
Throw your hands in the air and shake your
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I see a ??? goin' out on the bottle
The heavyweight champ was a role model
I keep it idle, with my B-boy
From Brooklyn all the way to Colorado
Yeah, someone the lotto, kid, if you feel lucky
I'm not a toy, but I'll you down like Chucky
You must be buggin' I heard you want to buck me
You just trippin', 'cause your wants to ??? me

Yo, we're par for the when behind closed doors
You go for yours when it matters the most
Ya to, brag and boast, and drink and make a toast
But ya come close kid, you're comin' up ghost
Plus you playin' high post you got ???
But your girl's on my tryin' to give me besos
Before you vanish, kid that's spanish for
I'm nuttin' up, I'm cuttin' up, the first man that