Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin What

I'm the bastard, the total package Lex Luger
Pull a sting like a yellow jacket maneuvers
Through the slums nigga, Iron Lung, and Gentlemen
to my torture chamber pen and the pendulum
Foul play T2000 be Judgement Day
millennium hell to pay
My knuckles soft the star wars of han solo
paw, ring your bell like it's Quasimodo, what is the law?
Stay hardcore, my clan logo, move too to catch a photo

Jettin' on like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?
These niggaz actin' like been through it
As if the hardcore to the
I can't lose like Lewis
Set in my
Got you niggaz askin' who is Johnny Blaze
Get a late pass stinkin' ass ass
Now you like succotash
While Johnny Cash, makin' moves on your

I'm lovin', stickin' hundreds in your honeys ass
My verbal bucket in the
Holdin' me down, these clowns
As they eyeballin' all day in the
high y'all, put it on the sky fold
The night troll, rap infected, get the Lysol to it
You don't me or my fuckin' method
the shit that made me tip
When I wrote a pitch, how many it?

Stapleton, the Wild West Park Hill, pitch man
Now Borne jungle nils one more game, hit me
That they be smokin'
Got cali loc'in, New York niggaz open
Hay phenomenon, the mega bomb
Transformed in a firearm like
You get stepped on and shit upon, stay calm
Knowin' wanna do me harm
Shaolin' whylen punks

We got love for those nigga love for us
Now go to room