Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' Wit Kel

Come on,

Who you Where you at?
Who you Where you at?

I'm strong, 23 years old now
With the big, bang and the big pow pow
Ay, yo, you Kel, not much, keepin' it tight
With the Blunt King gettin' high as a kite

I got no time for bullshittin', I have to start
'Cause niggas get jeal off the Kel be kickin'
Get free head ups, 'cause I'm seven foot tall
And I ain't scared of of ya'll
This is off the wall

I be the in your lamp, the face on your stamp
The hip-hop rocker all through your camp
We went from weed in bullen therapy
To takin' suckers out on TV
So on and so on, in other words
We kick niggas to the curb

Who you Where you at?
Who you wit? you at?
Who you Where you at?
Who you Where you at?

I shook hands with all across the from here to Japan
Back to the motherland up to
Nigga I, the Damaja
Your rap style is and it has no stamina

Ay yo, is for the big quzzlers
Gun smugglers, jugglers and chelua puffers
Armor to all, you gonna take a fall
For to walk before you crawl

kick 120 rhymes in 60 seconds
Niggas on the sideline feeling disrespected
While I dissected your get ejected
I got Kel-Vicious the malicious next to it

We can make shit hot or we can keep it cool
But as soon as a nigga violate the
I get the spot hot quick, yo, Kel be illin' and
'Cause, I be comin' down the block with the grip
With all this in the world

How could I not be a
I stick a nigga up with my mean fuckin' looks
Make a bitch drop her draws grab the and pause
There's casualites of war
Kel is at the door

Who you Where you at?
Who you wit? you at?
Who you Where you at?
Who you wit? you at?

I be the mad, mad scientist, mad
Getting quick like off-track betting
you niggas be dead on arrival
Meanwhile me and Kel be buggin' off

My supporting cast bust that ass
I got a and a phone but you can find me on the Ave
Y'all niggas ain't got nothing for us
We'll take it to the streets on Stallone and Chuck

You can wake up call, I got the finger
Ya'll can't be sleeping on the block 'cause that's when I
And New Jack City, smackig motherfuckers out like bitties
Boy your bad, boy rude, boy your vicious, fuck it

Niggas get bust now for lookin'
So I got a 9, pack 9 lives a cat
Word is bond, niggas try to bust 'em bust 'em
And I give a fuck about me or you
I your whole family plus your crew