Luyện nghe bài hát Rock shit

[Verse 1:
May I have your please
I'm sorta like a motivation speach on vintage
You'll see I the same nigga I used to be, but you'll get used to me
I've changed, got shit on my brain I want the youth to see
Twisted like a tuba, got in the hood like Cuba do
Words like a movie that move ya so beautiful
And that's because I leave the studio 'til it's suitable
To have you in your groovin to this musical
And off chronic, yeah, you'll be astonished
When I shoot like a comet & put his out like the Amish
So you better watch comments before you vanish, kapoof!
I'm sick as vom in the booth, I told you I was the
A block I'm blazin like I'm diagnosed with severe glaucoma
like Oklahoma
Niggaz know I'm that nigga from the dirty Murder Mitten
Where is forbidden and haters never forgiven got me

This Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit
This hot shit, got ya doin toxics
it up (Turn it up) {*4X*}

This that Rock-Shit, pump on block shit
Just can't stop it, 'til speakers poppin'
Turn it up (Come on)

[Verse 2:
I was born to verses and slice words from cursive
With slurs so diversive when I so perversive
new tyrant who's flows just like a hydrant
Will have you sweatin' 'til you bust when your perspiring
There's no denyin' it I put my stamp on it
Detroit's the Newcleus of blaze like Jam on it
We're focused in your face Sean Dalon
With Bareda's in your grill and Low down Mr. Wrong
See it's just cause the heat is so poetic
And we ain't we just spit you're so pathetic
And it's done daily like Carson, it's
a four-alarm fire on beats we're Molotovin'
So call a medic cause the about to set
Like in '84 when the Tigers won the Pennant
Cause we this game and to us it's hats off
So pass the mic with the serial scratched off

[Verse 3:
You don't know me I'm sick as and walk wit OG's
Black Cobras under pillow while you sleep
I'm glaucoma, I'm impossible to see
Now I'm locked on you and it's to leave
I crush 'em dominos wit hollows and watch him holla
And spit on you there's no alliance who could stop us
A dog without a and my chamber's open
Leave your brains on the ground While reaching' for holsters
Fuck the jury and the judge only is blood
My appearance is what you mimic in mirrors
You're too scared to come us duck your head cause you fear us
Infra-red while you stare your incoherent
From all the guns that hearin' my attitude is explosive
Handle with explosions I get moved when overdosed with
and Molsons never heard a man cry
Cause my was choking him, let him die ain't no hope for him