Luyện nghe bài hát Rhymin' Wit Kel

Come on,

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

I'm stanking strong, 23 old now
the big, bang boogie 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 shit Kel be
Get your free head ups, 'cause I'm seven foot
And I ain't scared of of ya'll
This shit is off the

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

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

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

Ay yo, this is for the big
Gun smugglers, drug and chelua puffers
Mister Armor to all, you take a fall
For to walk before you crawl

We'll kick 120 rhymes in 60
Niggas standing on the sideline disrespected
While I dissected your shit get
I got Kel-Vicious the malicious to wreck it

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

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

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

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

My supporting cast will that ass
I got a beeper and a phone but you can me on the Ave
niggas definitely 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 on the block 'cause that's when I clock
And it's New Jack City, motherfuckers out like bitties
Boy bad, boy your rude, boy your vicious, fuck it

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