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

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

I be the in your lamp, the face on your stamp
The rocker stompin' all through your camp
We went from smokin' in bullen therapy
To takin' out on national TV
So on and so on, in other words
We niggas heads to the curb

Who you Where 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
Back to the 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, jugglers and chelua puffers
Mister Armor to all, you take a fall
For to walk before you crawl

We'll 120 rhymes in 60 seconds
Niggas standing on the feeling disrespected
While I dissected your get ejected
I got Kel-Vicious the next to wreck it

We can this shit hot or we can keep it cool
But as soon as a nigga the rules
I get the spot hot quick, yo, Kel be illin' and
'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 with my fuckin' looks
Make a bitch drop her grab the microphone and pause
many casualites of war
Killer Kel is at the

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

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

My supporting cast will bust ass
I got a beeper and a phone but you can me on the Ave
Y'all niggas definitely ain't got 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 when I clock
And it's New Jack City, smackig out like bitties
Boy your bad, boy your rude, boy your vicious, it

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