Luyện nghe bài hát Rock Da Spot

I'm the bomb, ringing off all alarms
My palms, be swift with the pen Lynn Swann's
assault, against an MC
Beat him down with the mic and all types of
It's mad in Da Bricks, plus I roll thick
You can quote this, I'm the Dick of dopeness
Bitch, walk the walk if you talk the
I DK New Jerz, and DK-New
I don't a lot of vehicles, but I push a used one
With a tape deck, if feasible
Tell the truth, I don't own a Lex
But I get you souped I rock respect due
Ice a nice nigga wanna get diced
Slice the mic device the body of Christ, twice
E Double if you feel me hit me
(A breaker one, a two)
Cause trouble to your and friends
Let me cut the bullshit, hand me yo ends
Got caught out there you were Mack without 10
you in your chin, the rucker, bringer, live from Hell
But stay than a double L
Turn a felony to a
Now the court me to get my act cleaner
Fuck that, still walk out holdin my strap, blunt, grabbing my

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Now first of all I go for broke, check the third note
I make you feel like water broke
tell whether male or female
I fucked up your frame well, the monogram can't
All my balls, cause my dick
Don't got a lot of for the rest of y'all
Grab on my pubics, let my music take
Rock and out-do, dick run in and out yo
Bitch, about nine inch up the
Can you feel me comin, yeah I usually make em
I shines MC's up for
So I can em on Saturday, Keith put the bat away
Let's lay in the cut, so we can break his anatomy down
And turn into an ass-kicking
Word, I rolls the Funklord
more flavors than them motherfuckers on them Benetton billboards
He's bleeding get the
He shoulda knew Def Squad is who I kill for
the clip in, slide the top back
Make sure off safety, in case he wanna counteract
Shit that get me vexed
So I crack ass like corn while your bitch crack my Beck's

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Aiyyo, catch this picture, of me in the
So you won't forget the black Jack the
Sorceror offin y'all with
A universal lingo, with the odd
Control more than Harlem week, freak
Smokin that at full peak
Peace to Greg Street, and underground technique
College radio, I mack shit like Maceo
Yeah, the East coast coast dick giver
I be an alkie, the way I hit liver
Deliver, the milk to your
Real raw shit you seen before
So you come inside, and do the front
Watch the double-pump shotgun and don't run
Relax your minds, let your be free
And get money, and G's and these trees

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This is DJ on this motherfucker
Coming to you live from WFDS radio from da Brick