Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' & Stealin'

Because mutiny on the bounty's what we're all
I'm gonna your ship and turn it on out
No soft sucker with a parrot on his
'Cause I'm bad bolder, cold getting colder
Terrorizing suckers on the seas
And if got beef, you'll get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a man's chest
And I shot those suckers and shoot the rest

Most illingest be-boy - I got that
'Cause I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Snatching gold chains, vicking pieces of
I got your and your honey and the fly name plate
We got on the benches, and bitties with titties
Housing all girlies from to city
One for all and all for one
out M.C.'s with a big shotgun
All for one and one for all
Because the Beastie have gone A.W.O.L.
Friggin' in the and cuttin' your throat
Big biting suckers getting thrown in the
We got maidens and wenches, man on the ace
Captain Bly is gonna die we break his face

illingest be-boy, I got that feeling
'Cause I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Ali and the forty thieves
Ali Baba and the forty
Ali Baba and the thieves
Ali and the forty thieves
Ali and the forty thieves
Ali Baba and the thieves
Ali Baba and the forty
Ali Baba and the forty

Torching and crackin' and and stealin'
and raping, busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling', I'm dealin', I'm drinking, not
cower, never shower, and I'm always stinking
Yo ho ho and a glass boat
And when my girlie shakes her hips, she sure funky
chasing, free basing, killing every village
We and rob and rhyme and pillage

Most illingest be-boy, I got that
'Cause I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

been drinking my rum, a def son of a gun
I fought the law and I won
Black weak, Moby Dick's on the tick
I pull out the jammy and squeeze off six
My pistol is loaded, I shot Betty
Deliver Sanders down to Davey Jones' locker
Rhymin' and in a drunken state
And be rockin' my rhymes all the way to Hell's gate

illingest b-boy, I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm and stealin'
Most illingest b-boy, I got that
I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
illingest b-boy, I got that feeling
'Cause I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
Most b-boy, I got that feeling
I am most ill and I'm rhymin' and
chillingest b-boy,
I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'
chillingest b-boy,
I am ill and I'm rhymin' and stealin'

Most out b-boy, I'm tossin' my dust
finkinest b-boy, I'm doin' that finkin'
Most rhyminest b-boy, I'm my shade
Most shootinest b-boy, I you're shit

Most rhyminest b-boy, steal your shit homeboy
Most taxinest b-boy, tax you boy
Most illingest illingest illingest
Taxin' all squares, yeah!