Luyện nghe bài hát Shaolin What

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

Jettin' on like jet motto, now we Lord on the conduit?
niggaz actin' like they've been through it
As if the hardcore to the
I can't like Parker Lewis
Set in my
Got you corny niggaz askin' who is Johnny
Get a late stinkin' ass sucker ass
Now you like 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 eyeballin' all day in the mind
high y'all, put it on the sky fold
The night troll, rap infected, get the to disinfect it
You don't know me or my fuckin'
the shit that made me tip
When I wrote a pitch, how many it?

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

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