Luyện nghe bài hát Rugged Terrain

[twanie
Sometime me shout out, me gon' long
When me big up me chest, me number one
Me be me click, like me represent me gun
boy, test me, me chop off ya arm
If you weak for the gun, kill it,
do this long time like a barn veteran
Like screech and pac man or bond
Also top dog, or don
So sit back and watch and spark
Me to be young, bout know me older
Me spit wrong just like the twister
So we go, galley wit the one twanie
Pick up them shoes and rub for me
Lift up them anger, put on it
Gimme ya number, girl, before leave
I'm not sure anymore, whose at my door

[top dog big
Is it a mom p, who hawaiian pie, me
Hit the slim girl, and I wit twenty
Oversize, I put my car in
life is a lot of rules wit lots of signs
I want mines on the dance floor, love the dance
My nigga twanie ranks'll make ya pants
Last call, for the
I think that nigga's under the
That I may accord to the mp, for some weed
He told me to pick up some fine call-eed

[twanie
The life of the true, trife up ya life up wit
True, I live
We are the one that up ya sack
Cop the steele, I out the tek
Want one, out turn the mic down
Gimme money, I lick a pound,
Talkin politickin, I look for
Take a hundred out me pocket, now put me pen
For are me red, for are me smoke weed-weed and
Me leaf's a bitch now, and leave ya convent

[chorus: brovaz]
We are the wickedest, wickedest, manor in
Wickedest, wickedest, mon we don't
Wickedest, wickedest, how we do
We are the wickedest, wickedest, duo

dog big kahuna]
When jah the party, leave 'em your shorty
I got shorties on watch and don't wanna hurt nobody
Worldwide, givin you the to decide
If the place to be is on my muthafuckin
I let it slide, to a whole world of
you order, put your ass under water
Despite, we know God don't ugly
But is it ugly, nature becomes of me

[twanie
After the party, gather my
Me have two, gather, me know which one to hit
So sexy, sexy in the air
When ya come, will ya come out wit a stare
up ya face and lift up ya feet
And when will come, I'm comin and creepin
Irie, you my collar irie, when I gotta to a nation
Give the people what the want
Watch me now, watch me now, me now
'cause me lickin at them head, at they back
Keep the girl locked down just like two
Action, ready for
up ya leave, put down ya turban
Call me a bad man, and me no carbon
A time me ban, I live in the brooklyn

dog big kahuna]
A do dem, a what do dem dem dem, a who a dem, a who a dem dem dem
You know-oh, I thought I told you so-oh
I be the from o.g.c., runnin things wit twanie, touch me
why your skin out be burn, you must learn
While we dub ya in the urn