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
With the big, bang 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 get jeal off the shit Kel be kickin'
Get your free head ups, 'cause I'm seven tall
And I ain't scared of of ya'll
shit is off the wall

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

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 motherland up to
Nigga I, Jeru the
Your rap style is and it has no stamina

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

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

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

How could I not be a
I could stick a nigga up with my mean looks
Make a bitch drop her draws the microphone and pause
There's 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 wit? you at?

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

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

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

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