Luyện nghe bài hát Ready to Rock Rough Rhymes

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

Cos I does a little dance, make a love
I get the down tonight
Yo I'm lethal like injections, niggas lessons
I fry ass up like I'm wessun
So come equipped and I don't (why? )
Cos if you I sink that ass just like a ship
I got the mic in my grip, the is on my hip
in case niggas wanna flip
I see my niggas in sight, everything all
out of fuckin crown heights
Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly
My shit be on point like a
It's the evil men do, who we do?
I do you and your whole fuckin
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 c-dogg yeah to call a hearse
So back up off the mic and let me rumble thru woofer
I got rough but know I'm a get
It's the quart so turn 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 badder than a motherfuckin sinner

to rock rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rock rhymes

Ready to rock rhymes

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

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

Ready to rough rhymes

Well lemme come and get a little bit, son I'm feelin it, it's the
Niggas know the I got the steel in case the trouble-be
Got more coupe-rs than isuzu, kid I you
Abuse you, my sewer style will you
I got the so niggas spark the Dutch
I'm to rip and bend your microphone, now touch and plus
We kick that ass back up off like a lear
See ya and too bad I wouldn't be ya
Y'know the when I see ya, nigga chalk it up
Cos if a nigga he got the flow, I sop it up
So now get up so you can hear the rest of
Yo boogie banger them why we be the best at this

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

Ready to rough rhymes

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