Luyện nghe bài hát Ready to Rock Rough Rhymes

Aight, 1-2 yeah yeah (yeah son)
On the mic one (no diggedy)
For your mind
Ready to rock rough rhymes
We're set it off one time
Ready to rock rhymes
Here we go, yeah
(Yo p, yo d why them be on your dick, let em know son)

Cos I does a little dance, make a little
I get the fuck tonight
Yo I'm lethal injections, teachin niggas lessons
I fry that ass up like I'm
So come equipped and I don't (why? )
Cos if you slip I sink that ass like a ship
I got the mic in my grip, the is on my hip
Just in case niggas wanna
I see my in sight, everything all right
Comin out of fuckin crown
Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly
My shit be on point a soldier
It's the that men do, who we do?
I do you and your fuckin clique
Click, the gun is on cock, need to stop
I wet ass up like a mop

Well lord, yeah just to follow my man on the
It's the yeah time to call a hearse
So up off the mic and let me rumble thru your woofer
I got rough but know I'm a get
It's the quart drinker so up the level
I came to get raw wicked like the devil
It's the no-hold-barred, is wild
I got the eye to the l
And I don't be no or no beginner
I gets than a motherfuckin sinner

Ready to rock rhymes

to rock rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rock rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes
the c-dogg back with 12 new rides
Wit the ill all-out shit for your head
the man that'll make nigga's rhymes proper dead
So get ready, on my worst behavior
Up in the booth yeah breakin mad
So back up off the mic and let me show my
It's the scheme, niggas got to chill
Peace to my nigga dl wit the
And peace to all my niggas on union
And to ya fake ass niggas on walkin
A dl year, the e is talkin

Oh yeah, bringin up the rear and we don't (never that nigga)
We're mad thick and we're on the hunt
So why you wanna test and end up in a
I'm comin mad than the west
I leave you sooped like a sale, I never
I boost a track up the third rail
Fake mc's endangered like a
Your shit like motherfuckin faces
I'm chillin and in the maxin
Your is improper like a fraction
Yo I'm out to get mine (get nigga)

Ready to rock rough

lemme come and get a little bit, son I'm feelin it, it's the bubbly
Niggas know the deal I got the steel in case the
Got more coupe-rs isuzu, kid I bruise you
Abuse you, my sewer style confuse you
I got the touch so spark the Dutch
I'm guaranteed to rip and bend your microphone, now and plus
We kick that ass back up off just like a
See ya and too bad I wanna be ya
Y'know the when I see ya, nigga chalk it up
Cos if a think he got the flow, I sop it up
So now get up so you can hear the of this
Yo boogie banger them why we be the best at this

Yo, yo niggas bust this, a nigga do justice day
We're walkin down the street, we're watchin bitches like
Niggas rave and but can't get it, dig it
Shit is on lock and motherfuckers can't it
I'm runnin with fools more jewels than freddy blassy
My rap drivin crazy like a taxi
Perhaps we should ya layin on ya back
I'm richer than rich and quicker with the gat, black
For the cash I bash ya head to make ya
I hit you with the toast for fuckin with bread and butter, cousin
Nigga a-hah, laugh then stash the
The the sky, I'm stayin high like aces
But doper, my is fat like al roker
Chiggity choke a nigga to sleep, I don't ya
Biggity blow your mind, fuck the and fuck the swine
I'm

Ready to rock rough

Son, ha, diggy das, diggy das, das
Solid scheme, word bond son (shit thick)