Luyện nghe bài hát Ratatattat

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Sucker vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em black 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
Scope the point of being wack? Nope, never &
A like a go-go? Oh no
My lip be sort of kickin sort of funky a hobo
Sucker, I'm a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb
Instead of shooting guns I the tongue
Style Pacino, I'm em up controllin your casino
Funky like a wino, like dino
Comin around the corner cappin sucker who be tryin to
mine
But my lyrical is like a Tec-9, wastin em
Look at me juice, loose 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
Froze in December, rock 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 smacks

Show em how the smacks

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Prr-prrrr.. buck em
ducks, comin to pluck em down
Hope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em
Climbin, I'm never rhymin Simple Simon but I'ma do what
said
He me to put that head to bed
Givin an eyeful, funky rhythm of a tongue stifle
Trifle cause I pop the tongue like a
the funky words pounce
From my watch 40 bounce
Cappin a sucker duck like a 40
Some are wack, but as for me I cause a catastrophe
Like callin Allah God steppin to me is
I shoot the tongue a machine gun
Know I mean, son?
A spunky tongue if you ever seen one
Cops, I give em props, they cap men, black men
Mouth pack, then smack em like a Mack-10
Bop - head flown like a frisbee, it is me
The from my lips could drop a Grizzly
Hear me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic,
You didn't know my tongue was this
Cops that be thinkin that be spunky
Watch I hit them the lyric and then 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 hittin false teeth with raps
Rip your show apart, I you got no heart to start, I flow
art
I got the that even Humphrey couldn't Bogart
serum, suckers hear come a style to smack a man
And it be sort of like a of Jackie Chan
I pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop hips
Droppin ships I put the automatic clips up into my lips
Funky like a drunk, I buck em a hunter
My will make em stifle like Edith Bunker
I tag em, my rhythm'll rag em, drag em
They the funky flow of the formula .44 Magnum
Minimum the maximum, cracks a maximus
Charge tax and dust, about waxin us
DJ Jihad will slice em like
Check out the funky cut, rocks god be em up like

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