Luyện nghe bài hát Rhythm N' Rhyme (Saint N' Klep Mix)

Bio

Sinna

Tha

Tryin' to like Mr. J all intellectual

ya fuckin' mustard man?

Check nuts a physical

All mystical, glowin' like crystals

Rippin' of Ghost

Yo Dj! Hit Meeeee!

It's Saint you forgot about me
The Killa Kore Dynasty, Purgatory
You wanna battle me? Ya sucka
You're like a I burn you straight the fuck up offa me
I'm tryin' to kick a like no one else can Now whataya really know about the Triple Nut Clan?
Chilli A. what the bitches call me
'cause I ride it like a porn star bitch,
Now I'm movin' to the rhythm of the fuckin' beat
Like a monkey, ya swingin' off my meat
naked down the street like a mutha fuckin God
Bouncin' a po-go stick on my fat rod
I a zone, a place where I can roam
The CornField the place I call home
Now God made this planet he Adam and Eve
as a joke he created me
Like a fuckin' nomad I gather up sluts
Line'm up bust on they fat butts
Aww shucks sucks I gives no fucks
I run around bathtubs Amada King Tut
I don't spit acid, but I drink acid
I like to skinny dip covered in blood in Lake
Aw get three nuts tea-baggin' ya chin
Leave you like a of art with cum on ya grin

Movin' to the rhythm of the fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin bitches off feet
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, slappin' with they meat
to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, bitches off they feet
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, rippin' off Fleet

Yo, I be the Sinno kickin' this flow my niggo Klepto

Yeah we this shit, whutcha gonna do about it?

Walker, BOOM-SHAKA-LAKA
Yes, I ya shit but I switched it up mutha fucka
I'm not Ghost Fleet, butcha to the beat
Story time! "She Tha Klepto's Meat"
joke ya'll, and here goes anotha
Push the "Alright Button" and go to work on that fucka
Fuck, why the fuck, do I fuckin' say so much?
Fuck it, and check it as I get in
With my side, the old "Tuck and Hide"
Can't see my dick, ya know it's N' Rhyme
Proffessor Poop, chillax and tip a
Stinkin' muthafucka in the atmosphere raise the fuck up here
I'm a hella guy like John Wayne Gacy
Dirty Booty Bumpin' like Patrick Swayze
Herpeghonasyphallaids gotcha ass
Well imagine if we fuck the time around
be like rubbin' ya pussy on a light socket
Run up, tweak ya like "Who Rock It?"
ya out the vinder, then piss on ya butthole
Bust a nut in ya eye, lookin' like a Swiss Cake Roll
Tha Klepto repasentin' with a bag mask
Kinda smells ass but I like it, don't ask
This song influenced me 'cause it's so phat
To drink a W-D-40 and pierce my own

Movin' to the of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin emcee's off the
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, ya while ya sleep
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin
Bio Killaz, slappin ya momma our meat
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, off Ghost Fleet

to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, quick to up the heat
Rhythm N' Rhyme, N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, leavin' cum stains on ya
to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, outcha teeth
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, of the Ghost Fleet