Luyện nghe bài hát Rugged Neva Smooth

(4x)
It's the Out Posse
neva smooth
M fuckin O fuckin P on the

[ Lil' ]
The M.O.P.'s about to run this you couldn't shun
I'm leavin rappers the dumbness
Because I got no feelings, I this
Takin you propers, we comin
And now we gotta (take money)
Yeah, you motherfuckin
Lil' Fame's removin like terpentine
Droppin that shit that MC's couldn't search and
Not if you was a golddigger
I'm a bad - nah! let me
Yo Bill, hold me down,

[ Danzinie ]
M fuckin O P keep it rugged
Herbs can't it, and a real nigga got to love it
Ain't changed, it's Billy and Lil' Fame
Still bustin brain
Yeah! doin the thang
team keepin it phat
How some hardcore?
(Yeah! we it raw) here is more of that
Don't be amazed if you're in a daze
M.O.P. is in the place, so you best behave

[ Fame ]
I'm ready and all for you niggaz that get it on
Cause when we get it on, only competators is gettin
Straight up and down, that was for all em
With your gang truce, or whatever the fuck you call em,
Rappers, I rip em in half, they can't get with
Or the niggaz be bumpin on the ave
So get the out, I put your glass out
Throw the trash out, fuck with us, you catch a mash out
can't fuck with that shit that we be droppin on it
Hardcore, got mama hippin and hoppin on it
And once a nigga a record
Bitches be like: fuck Mystic, they get dick and go naked
Billy Danze pass the smoke and I gonna smoke till I choke
I'ma smoke I croak
I call niggaz when I puff the lala
Then I put niggaz to rest boom bye bye
When I snap will I get busy, (no doubt)
I rap do I get busy, kid? (no doubt)
Is M.O.P. knockin out? (no doubt)
Is it raw? (yeah!) so what the fuck them niggaz about?
Don't have me or disrespect sumthin
The M.O.P. make a nigga wanna wreck
Because we em and prove that the M.O.P. is the move
We keep it neva smooth

[ Danzenie ]
Aiyo! take it to they ass kid!
Nah - while we came
international, niggaz know the name
I'm Billy Danze (plow!) I'm mad (plow!)
I represent the fuckin 5
It's M.O.P., and you know we stay
So when you bustin, motherfucker, we'll be bustin
I gotta hip grip if you wish, I'm swift
I'm bugged, you can catch a slug from my
I put herbs out of myseries
And a niggaz in hip hop with props cant't get with me
I had my name since I was a little kid
For all the ill Hill I done did
been down for years and years to come
The that you're hearin ain't the motherfuckin one
Now if you're real, motherfuckers, stand
(Clack clack! salute!) clack! salute, it's Mr. Billy Danze
I realize, real guys will take a look at our size
But more than what meets your eyes
From Monday motherfuckin Sunday
M.O.P. will be that motherfuckin gunplay