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
With the big, boogie and the big pow pow
Ay, yo, you Kel, not much, just keepin' it
With the Blunt King gettin' high as a kite

I got no time for bullshittin', I have to lickin'
'Cause niggas get off the shit Kel be kickin'
Get your free 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 your
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 Where you at?
Who you Where you at?
Who you wit? you at?
Who you Where you at?

I hands 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, this is for the big
Gun smugglers, drug jugglers and chelua
Mister Armor to all, you take a fall
For tryin' to walk before you

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

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

How could I not be a
I could stick a 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 wit? you at?
Who you Where you at?
Who you Where you at?
Who you Where you at?

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

My cast will bust that ass
I got a beeper and a but you can find me on the Ave
Y'all niggas definitely got nothing for us
We'll take it to the streets on and Chuck Norris

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

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