Luyện nghe bài hát Red Hot

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Syllable slasher, mic gasher
Quick to vent intent, you can't crash us
link passers, styles'll skate past ya
Beats that we will make you hate like a slave master(Hardcore)
and hot, control the venomous plots
We be the of the crop, so keep our name out your mouth
We'll entertain brain for three minutes and change
Ain't it strange, your fame is three and change
Let me finish explainin', it down like a layman
All the stuff that you sayin', Ain't it all

Uhh, Yea...
(Red hot) molten
Too hot for
Too hot for you and crew so don't bother
I'm the globetrotter, party rocker
and show stopper, break it off proper

With to go,Yo
The Cousteau with flow, and underground continental
With words blow
The competitions straight to the
We'll rock it, Herbie Hancock it like '84, Fo'

jam is red hot

[Chali
A smooth brotha, for we buckshots like that BlackMoon fella
The backroom sellers rap tunes illa
The Killa spilla, the Chicago killa named 2na

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We tramplin', your city and stand in
We movin' in tandem, your couldn't phathom
We the fashion, no mushin' and mashin'
I'm through with you has
Your better cash in

This jam is red hot, when rockin the spot
If you like it or not, jam is red hoooooot

The of art
to put pen to the thought
And nice the minute I start, huh
Maneuver well, I tell girls that can't
That say since I don't like Maxwell
think I can't mack well

[Chali
We backpack boys, at your backdoor
can catch a cap like a hatch door
Givin' the exact
we fight for honor yo
Tight since we was lable with Mic Geronimoooo!

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Walking, stompin' in my big black
It be the crew J5 and we're all in
(Soon) to it to ya live, yea that's what you paid for
With much sharper than a Texas Chainsaw

Yo, pipin' hot and mic is not
We steam from the pot, you wet like drops
We with the brimstone
Heat up your girls zones with electrified sparks and poems

This jam is red hot, when were rockin the
If you like it or not, this jam is red

jam is red hot

[Chali
So let the ash
We relieve static with a fiasco

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Don't start me
We rippin' up your
Put us on a
We without the car keys

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jam is red hot

Mind blowa, syllable Sosa
Dap the King's

Huh, we come up to sun up to noon
And you can say, I'm on his dick you are too, Come On!

This jam is red hot, were rockin the spot
If you like it or not, this jam is red