Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' Wit Kel

Come on,

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

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

I got no time for bullshittin', I have to lickin'
'Cause niggas get jeal off the shit Kel be
Get free head ups, 'cause I'm seven foot tall
And I scared of none of ya'll
This shit is off the

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

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

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

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

We'll kick 120 rhymes in 60
Niggas on the sideline feeling disrespected
While I your shit get ejected
I got the malicious next to wreck it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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