Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin What

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

Jettin' on like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?
These niggaz like they've been through it
As if the to the truest
I can't lose Parker Lewis
Set in my
Got you corny niggaz askin' who is Blaze
Get a pass stinkin' ass sucker ass
Now you sufferin' succotash
While Johnny Cash, makin' moves on moneybags

I'm lovin', stickin' hundreds in your honeys ass
My verbal bucket in the
Holdin' me down, watching these
As they all day in the mind
Gettin' 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
That's the that made me tip
When I wrote a pitch, how leech it?

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

We got love for those nigga who've for us
Now go to room