Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin What

I'm the bastard, the package like Lex Luger
Pull a like a yellow jacket makin' maneuvers
the slums nigga, Iron Lung, Ladies and Gentlemen
Welcome to my torture pen and the pendulum
play year T2000 be Judgement Day
Face hell to pay
My knuckles soft from the star wars of han
South paw, ring your bell like it's Quasimodo, is the law?
Stay hardcore, my clan logo, move too to catch a photo

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

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

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

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