Luyện nghe bài hát Rare Species

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Yo, however do u want, do you need p
My bring it back to life, back to reality
You walk a fine line wit mine, the greatest story ever told in rhyme
We climax in ninety-five, wit demo raw is knives
To skin all y'all alive
Take your time don't rush the clock, infamous for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot slow
But assuring this, these
ass heads catchin shakes, feenishly
I ball in this, assortin this, probably recording this
Of course keepin they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, some new type of kicks
We got them things fixed, passed the man in my click
You get wit incense to kick that bullshhh
Welcome to the of this whole shhh

[havoc]

Yo, we the men for the
You know the m-o, b-b's, warrior style, species
Catch us on block , on your wide-screen tv's
From jones beach to over-seas from over
It's right back to the beats, longevity to all the great grand

Yo, for my qbc duns, it's all hold it down
You bust yours, we ours and stand on firm ground
Pass the dutchie i, handle the henny thinkin
You catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly
I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a
Scheming on my property, we got the
Let em get a little cold, let em smell the tree
Hit em we blow and don't let nobody know
The snakes in the grass, you gotta where you move
Son, get loaded, don't ever run wit the crowd son
and move, you hear me?
And the way we rock it, the only way to live
If you really think it
move is humble wit precision, careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the vision
41st till I dearly depart, till then be somewhere gettin bent up in a den
Sippin gin, while you shook just pretend to be something
That your not and not good my friend
On a personal, I ain't feelin you cats
Don't even acknowledge the fact that you weak
We bust gats at, on the reg at
Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, 'cause you have that

Four pounds, off grounds
off many a rounds, I heard return fire 3% of the time
Your was wives actin like girls, get feminine when handlin guns
You run or take the window, son
Or feel hot one, we rip all strifes dun dun
Without a fight son, we the house dope like ? pie fendis?
We twist and pop henny, wet on the daily, and
Peers get chilly, macks fully
Now bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught
A one to degree from v-o-p and n-c-c-v
And send me up a hub to a facilities
could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf
Or wait until my time served and get
Cool, back on the I seen some old drama
I hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma
These kids to drilling like they ready and willing
I gave em exactly no time to feelings
out, to my man, look out
Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this
Seventy-two as if I was back on the top
Hours of thinkin about how i'ma tip ass up out the basket
Beligerant heads, I'm bashing
No of the man nor his action
Class now is session, "soldiers boys, today's aim is: never show heat
And don't it"
You life, wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all common
What, on and peed on