Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' & Stealin'

Because on the bounty's what we're all about
I'm gonna board your and turn it on out
No sucker with a parrot on his shoulder
'Cause I'm bad gettin' bolder, cold colder
Terrorizing on the seven seas
And if you've got beef, get capped in the knees
We got sixteen men on a dead chest
And I shot those suckers and I'll the rest

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

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

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

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

Torching and and rhymin' and stealin'
and raping, busting two in the ceiling
I'm wheeling', I'm dealin', I'm drinking, not
Never cower, never shower, and I'm stinking
Yo ho ho and a bottom glass
And when my girlie shakes her hips, she gets funky
Skirt chasing, free basing, killing village
We drink and rob and rhyme and

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

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

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

dustin' out b-boy, I'm tossin' my dust
Most finkinest b-boy, I'm doin' that
rhyminest b-boy, I'm stretchin' my shade
Most shootinest b-boy, I think shit

Most b-boy, I'll steal your shit homeboy
Most taxinest b-boy, tax you boy
Most illingest illingest illingest
all y'all squares, yeah!