Luyện nghe bài hát Rock shit

[Verse 1:
May I have attention please
I'm like a motivation speach on vintage keys
see I ain't the same nigga I used to be, but you'll get used to me
I've changed, got some shit on my brain I the youth to see
Twisted like a tuba, got in the hood like Cuba do
Words a movie that move ya that's so beautiful
And that's because I can't leave the studio it's suitable
To you in your cubicle groovin to this musical
And off chronic, yeah, you'll be astonished
When I shoot a comet & put his lights out like the Amish
So you better your comments before you vanish, kapoof!
I'm as vom in the booth, I told you I was the truth
A block I'm blazin like I'm diagnosed with severe glaucoma
Shockin' like
Niggaz know I'm just that from the dirty Murder Mitten
Where bullshit is forbidden and haters never got me

This that Rock-Shit, pump on your 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 it, 'til your speakers poppin'
Turn it up (Come on)

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

[Verse 3:
You know me I'm sick as Ebola and walk wit OG's
Black Cobras under your pillow you sleep
I'm glaucoma, I'm impossible to see
Now I'm locked on you and impossible to leave
I crush 'em like dominos wit hollows and watch him
And spit on you coppers there's no alliance who could 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 verdict is
My appearance is what you muthafuckers mimic in
You're too to come near us duck your head cause you fear us
Infra-red while you stare your incoherent
From all the guns that they're hearin' my attitude is
Handle feuds with explosions I get when overdosed with
Congac and never heard a man cry
Cause my barrel was choking him, let him die ain't no for him