Luyện nghe bài hát Rugged Neva Smooth

(4x)
It's the Mash Out
Rugged neva
M O fuckin P on the move

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

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

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

[ Danzenie ]
Aiyo! let's it to they ass kid!
Nah - gained we came
We're international, niggaz know the
I'm Danze (plow!) I'm mad loud (plow!)
I the 1-5-4 fuckin 5
M.O.P., and you know we stay strapped
So when you bustin, motherfucker, we'll be back
I gotta hip grip if you wish, cause I'm
I'm bugged, you can catch a slug my Smith
I put out of they myseries
And a lotta niggaz in hip hop with cant't get with me
I had my name ever since I was a kid
For all the ill shit I done did
I've been down for years and to come
The nigga that you're ain't the motherfuckin one
Now if you're real, motherfuckers, please
(Clack clack! salute!) clack clack! salute, Mr. Billy Danze
I realize, that real will take a look at our size
But there's more than what meets eyes
From Monday motherfuckin Sunday
M.O.P. will be that motherfuckin gunplay