Luyện nghe bài hát Read My Lips

Back again to wet up the whole area
Check my out
the lips

Read my lips, my dick be bitches leave tips
Castin' shadows over battles like a lunar
the man that makes you jump
Like you the grand prize of a Lexus
I'm back again to your reflexes
If you don't think I can flow then you can ask
If you don't Swift then you can call Steve Griff
If you don't believe Griff then step up to fuck I

Call you up and you as a gift to hieroglyph
'Cause the Liks got tricks datin' back to eighty-six
my thousand dollar system still busts the pause mix
So my style be comin' at you more deadlin' a cobra
With these niggaz on my mind like is he or is he sober
Mind your biz while I like Biz to the tent
I like a fifth that stays hidden
Not to be fucked with, any circumstances
And I have to sing to send these bitches into trances

I give the party people what like
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em all night
I give the party people what they
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all
I give the party people they like
Somethin' hype, to 'em rockin' all night
I give the people what they like
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em all night

Next it's, the man funky flow flexes
Bustin' in my all day I about sexes
Walk into your living room I am
Stroll to kitchen there I am
Run to backyard hmm there I am
Everywhere you there goes the Ro-gram
That's why you me, you can't escape me
You can't erase me off your tape

We the A L K A H O L I K S
Comin' like new pimps humps and stress to chest
J, to the R-O, just on
I keep the party till a new day is born
The Alkaholik name change not a bit
I told you on the last skit you can't tell me shit
We it wicked, so you can get addicted
To the that we drop, get with the liquid

I give the party people what they
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all
I give the party people what like
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em rockin' all
I give the party what they like
hype, to keep 'em rockin' all night
I give the party people what they
Somethin' hype, to keep 'em all night

Punk MC's get bent, leave a dent in what you sent
I got your city like a motherfuckin' tent
Some say I rap funny, give my money to the
The way I get busy will get you dizzy a VD
I hang with thugs I'm like so why try me
I'm swift like Ozzie Smith, your flow ain't by me
a sufferin' succcootash, throw him in the trash
Show him you the man boom bash

I hold up like money it ain't funny
When I leave 'em in the broke up like crash dummies
Get a doctor, the, volts to the chest
For the cardiac arrest, fuckin' with the
even on your best, I leave you like Ness
'Cause I'm than a forty straight out the ice chest
So it's easy to distinguish who drunk the Olde
'Cause it stays in my till I drain it out my

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