Luyện nghe bài hát Ratatattat

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Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, em black kicks
Mufflin up the mic with black licks
Tricks, I be rippin em like hocus pocus, on the funk, gee
Tung be runnin like a punk be
Rockin, droppin the funk of the that'll be dope
Scope the point of wack? Nope, never & no-no
A dancer like a Oh no
My lip be of kickin sort of funky like a hobo
Sucker, I'm a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumb
of shooting guns I shoot the tongue
Style Pacino, I'm em up controllin your casino
Funky a wino, rhino-dyno like dino
Comin around the corner cappin ducks who be tryin to
wreck
But my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, 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 gang member
I'm em like a leaf in September to November
in December, rock over October, so remember
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 smacks

Show em how the smacks

Show em how the Tung

Show em how the Tung

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Prr-prrrr.. em down
Sucker ducks, comin to pluck em
Hope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em
Climbin, I'm never rhymin Simple like but I'ma do what
Simon
He told me to put that to bed
Givin an eyeful, rhythm of a tongue will stifle
Trifle cause I pop the tongue a rifle
Watch the funky pounce
From my mouth 40 bounce
Cappin a sucker duck a 40 ounce
Some flows are wack, but as for me I a catastrophe
Like callin Allah God to me is blasphemy
I shoot the like a machine gun
Know I mean, son?
A chunky spunky tongue if you seen one
Cops, I give em props, cap men, mostly black men
Mouth will pack, then smack em a Mack-10
Bop - another flown like a frisbee, it is me
The clips my lips could drop a Grizzly
Hear me vick, I a kick for the ballistic, animalistic
You didn't my tongue was this quick
that be cappin thinkin that be spunky
Watch I hit them with the 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 been hittin false with raps
Rip your show apart, I know you got no 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 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 em like a hunter
My rifle will make em stifle like Bunker
I tag em, my rhythm'll rag em, drag em
They the funky flow of the formula .44 Magnum
Minimum against the maximum, cracks a
Charge tax and dust, thinkin waxin us
DJ will slice em like lard
Check out the funky cut, rocks god be gunnin em up

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