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

Bio

Saint

Tha

Tryin' to sound Mr. J all intellectual

Where's ya fuckin' man?

Check nuts a physical

All mystical, balls glowin' crystals

of Ghost Fleet

Yo Dj! Hit Meeeee!

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

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

Yo, I be the Saint Sinno this flow my niggo Klepto

Yeah we stole this shit, whutcha do about it?

Walker, BOOM-SHAKA-LAKA
Yes, I stole ya shit but I switched it up fucka
I'm not Ghost Fleet, butcha movin' to the
Story time! "She Tha Klepto's Meat"
Inside joke ya'll, and 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
my feminen side, the old "Tuck and Hide"
Can't see my dick, ya know it's N' Rhyme
Proffessor Poop, and tip a beer
Stinkin' muthafucka in the atmosphere raise the fuck up here
I'm a hella nice guy like Wayne Gacy
Dirty Dancin' Booty Bumpin' like Patrick
gotcha ass down?
Well imagine if we fuck the next time
It'd be like rubbin' ya on a light socket
Run up, tweak ya like "Who Rock It?"
Through ya out the vinder, piss on ya butthole
Bust a nut in ya brown eye, like a Swiss Cake Roll
Tha repasentin' with a douche bag mask
Kinda smells like ass but I like it, ask
This song influenced me 'cause so fuckin' phat
To drink a W-D-40 and my own asscrack

Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha beat
Bio Killaz, knockin off the street
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N'
Bio Killaz, tea-bag ya ya sleep
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha beat
Bio Killaz, slappin ya with our meat
Rhythm N' Rhyme, N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, rippin' off Ghost

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