Luyện nghe bài hát Ratatattat

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Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, em black kicks
Mufflin up the mic funky black licks
Tricks, I be rippin em hocus pocus, focus on the funk, gee
be runnin away like a punk be
Rockin, droppin the of the manifestation that'll be dope
Scope the point of wack? Nope, never & no-no
A dancer a go-go? Oh no
My lip be sort of sort of funky like a hobo
Sucker, I'm like a hype hip-hop gangster dumb
Instead of shooting guns I shoot the
Pacino, I'm gunnin em up controllin your casino
Funky like a wino, rhino-dyno like
Comin around the corner sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mine
But my lyrical tongue is a Tec-9, wastin em
Look at me spillin juice, to chasin em
Cut them like tomatoes, be tomat-pastin em
Facin em, gun to tongue, let's see who'll win this gang
I'm droppin em like a leaf in to November
in December, rock over October, so remember
When I the Tec-9 tongue - timber

What's the of a gat

What's the of a gat

What's the of a gat

Show em how the Tung

Show em how the smacks

Show em how the Tung

Show em how the smacks

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Prr-prrrr.. em down
ducks, comin to pluck em down
Hope the hip hype hip-hop struck em down
Climbin, I'm never Simple like Simon but I'ma do what Simon said
He me to put that head to bed
Givin an eyeful, funky of a tongue will stifle
cause I pop the tongue like a rifle
Watch the funky pounce
From my mouth watch 40
Cappin a sucker like a 40 ounce
flows are wack, but as for me I cause a catastrophe
Like callin Allah God steppin to me is
I shoot the tongue like a gun
Know what I mean,
A chunky spunky tongue if you ever one
Cops, I give em props, they cap men, mostly men
Mouth will pack, then smack em a Mack-10
Bop - another flown like a frisbee, it is me
The clips from my lips could a Grizzly
me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic, animalistic
You didn't my tongue was this quick
Cops that be cappin that be spunky
Watch I hit them the lyric and then I'm cut em up with a funky

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Poppin and poppin and poppin the of the hip hype hop rhythm
I bust caps like I've been hittin false with raps
Rip show apart, I know you got no heart to start, I flow art
I got the style that even Humphrey Bogart
Syllable serum, suckers come a style to smack a man
And it be sort of a smack of Jackie Chan
I pop the gun of hip hop, I hop with hips
Droppin battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my
like a drunk, I buck em like a hunter
My rifle will make em stifle like Bunker
Suckers I tag em, my rhythm'll rag em, em
felt the funky flow of the formula .44 Magnum
Minimum against the maximum, cracks a
Charge tax and dust, thinkin waxin us
DJ Jihad will slice em like
Check out the cut, rocks god be gunnin em up like buckshots
Cappin a brother if he come in a
Comin to drop the style of and then I bet I'm gonna beat ya
Shootin mi Uzi, I re-arrange a fella feature
Filimeter, mi rhythm is like a 9 millimeter