Luyện nghe bài hát Rated 'r'

I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you fuck with me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me

I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't fuck me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me

Nah nah nah, that

Don't hold me back, the Funkadelic Devil snapped
With a rap, that's on the story of Jack Sprat
So put your money where your mouth is, Redman house shit
And if it's beef I'll you in your mouth kid

I got a but my heart is made out of nails
Word to Jamel, my heart pumps in my blood rails
I'm not a or Bavarian type of nigga
I'm just to smoke your family then fuck your sister

That's what type of I'm on, word is bond
Been about playin' that nice guy role [Incomprehensible]
every since I was an infant, I was different
Paid no attention to my when she ripped it

I was a mother-eff, but had to step
'Cause she hit me with a left, another left
That's why my is out of order
Because it just a to manslaughter your little daughter

And do a driveby, fuck that, I walk by and I spray
Then carve my name in pavement
I was 'X' but I flexed
I up the devil with a shovel so he dropped me a level

Ain't that ill? That I could stand and watch a bloodspill
From a known rapper, but now the no frill
Just because I made a record I'm a star, bullshit
What's the flavor Tim? what you heard, this rated 'R'

I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you fuck with me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me

I'm rated 'R', this is a
Boy you fuck with me
I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you can't with me

Back to two of the segment, the Red bend
Mics of all types, pour beer out for my friends
And if I didn't know ya, to witcha punk
And tell the I'll be in town for lunch

Got Naughty in my Nature plus I'm down O.P.P.
The best about it, I got AIDS, bitch
Psych, I'm only kiddin', only do it to women
'Cause the one's puss smell like they went fishin'

I grab my dick with a tight grip, 'cause I flip
Yo Red, kick that hype shit on who you had a with
I had a with Chuck, the punk motherfuck
Tried to stab me in the gut, so I him with a uppercut

Snapped the neck on Michael then I freaked it
'Cause it was August and he was talkin' this or Treat' shit
my man slangs rocks like up the block
143rd and Amsterdam by the shop

Norman Bates work the shift late
he dresses like his momma, I pimp him and his hoecake
Bust a maneuver Freddy Kruger, dreamed
Me him scooped, he woke up with his zooks up

That me to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw
Plus I got his pickled in a jar
So let's get down with the funk break, 'cause they
My rap style, so to cut 'em off I

And rough 'em up, tough 'em up, like 'em up
With the punch, like servin' a customer
And if you hear a man that like me smack him
Then ask him where the fuck did he get his damn from
I know, from me, the original P-Funk, see ya next LP

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you fuck with me
I'm 'R', this is a warning
Boy you can't with me

I'm rated 'R', is a warning
Boy you fuck with me
I'm rated 'R', this is a
Boy you fuck with me