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 rough rhymes yeah
We're set it off one time
Ready to rock rhymes
we go, yeah yeah
(Yo p, yo d why them be on your dick, let em know son)

Cos I does a dance, make a little love
I get the fuck tonight
Yo I'm lethal like injections, niggas lessons
I fry ass up like I'm wessun
So come and I don't slip (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 wanna flip
I see my niggas in sight, everything all
Comin out of crown heights
Ain't no chips on my shoulder, strictly
My shit be on point like a
the evil that men do, who we do?
I do you and your fuckin clique
Click, the gun is on cock, niggas need to
I wet that ass up a mop

Well lord, yeah just to follow my man on the
It's the c-dogg time to call a hearse
So back up off the mic and let me rumble thru your
I got but know I'm a get rougher
It's the quart drinker so up the level
I came to get raw plus like the devil
It's the no-hold-barred, is wild
I got the eye to the l
And I be no rookie or no beginner
I gets badder than a motherfuckin

to rock rough rhymes

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rough rhymes

Ready to rock rhymes

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rock rough

Ready to rock rhymes

Ready to rough rhymes

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

Oh yeah, bringin up the rear and we front (never that nigga)
comin mad thick and we're on the hunt
So why you test and end up in a mess
I'm comin mad wilder than the
I you sooped like a sale, I never fail
I boost a track up like the rail
Fake mc's like a species
Your shit like motherfuckin faces
I'm chillin and in the maxin
style is improper like a fraction
Yo I'm out to get mine (get nigga)

Ready to rough rhymes

Well lemme and get a little bit, son I'm feelin it, it's the bubbly
know the deal I got the steel in case the trouble-be
Got coupe-rs than isuzu, kid I bruise you
Abuse you, my sewer will confuse you
I got the touch so niggas spark the
I'm guaranteed to rip and bend microphone, now touch and plus
We kick that ass back up off like a lear
See ya and too bad I wanna be ya
Y'know the deal 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 of this
Yo boogie banger show them why we be the at this

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

Ready to rough rhymes

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