Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' Wit Kel

Come on,

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

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

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

I be the genie in your lamp, the face on stamp
The hip-hop rocker stompin' all through your
We from smokin' weed in bullen therapy
To suckers out on national TV
So on and so on, furthermore in other
We niggas heads to the curb

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

I shook hands with all across the land here to Japan
to the motherland up to Canada
Nigga I, Jeru the
Your rap style is and it has no stamina

Ay yo, is for the big quzzlers
Gun smugglers, drug and chelua puffers
Mister Armor to all, you gonna a fall
For tryin' to before you crawl

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

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

How I not be a crook?
I could a nigga up with my mean fuckin' looks
Make a bitch drop her draws grab the microphone and
many casualites of war
Killer Kel is at the

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

I be the mad, mad scientist, mad
Getting quick dough like off-track
Overall you be dead on arrival
me and Kel be buggin' off survival

My supporting cast will bust ass
I got a beeper and a but you can find me on the Ave
Y'all niggas definitely ain't got for us
We'll it to the streets on Stallone and Chuck Norris

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

get bust now for lookin' suspicious
So I got a 9, pack 9 like a cat
Word is bond, niggas try to bust 'em 'em back
And I don't a fuck about me or you
I damage whole family plus your crew