Luyện nghe bài hát Ratatattat

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Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em kicks
Mufflin up the mic with black licks
Tricks, I be em like hocus pocus, focus on the funk, gee
Tung be runnin away like a be
Rockin, droppin the funk of the manifestation that'll be
the point of being 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 gangster gettin dumb
Instead of shooting guns I the tongue
Style Pacino, I'm gunnin em up your casino
Funky like a wino, rhino-dyno dino
Comin around the corner sucker ducks who be tryin to
wreck
But my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, em
Look at me spillin juice, loose to em
Cut them like tomatoes, then be em
Facin em, gun to tongue, let's see win this gang member
I'm droppin em a leaf in September to November
Froze in December, rock over October, so
When I shoot the Tec-9 - 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 Tung

Show em how the smacks

Show em how the Tung

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

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Poppin and poppin and poppin the flow of the hip hop rhythm

I bust caps like I've been hittin teeth with raps
Rip your show apart, I know you got no to start, I flow
art
I got the style that Humphrey couldn't Bogart
Syllable serum, suckers hear a style to smack a man
And it be of like a smack of Jackie Chan
I pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop hips
battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my lips
Funky like a drunk, I buck em like a
My rifle will make em like Edith Bunker
Suckers I tag em, my rag em, drag em
They felt the funky flow of the .44 Magnum
against the maximum, cracks a maximus
Charge tax and dust, about waxin us
DJ Jihad will slice em lard
Check out the funky cut, rocks god be gunnin em up

Cappin a if he come in a centimeter
Comin to drop the of Tung and then I bet I'm gonna beat ya
Shootin like mi Uzi, I re-arrange a feature
Filimeter, mi funky is like a 9 millimeter