Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Expands

Bronx,
Queens,
Island
Keith in the

It ain't about the bitch a wig like she comin' from China
Y'all fronted in rented Benzes with on 'em
No breakfast, I'm goin home, Chelsea or diner
Let the guys the chrome buckets expose the cuffs
Be a

I'm in your ass man, close your Starter jacket liner
Dr. J sharper, plug your asshole up with a tub
Your wife's a New City Breaker
baby's mom is a pop-locker, know the metropolitan area

Custodian nigga, you sanitation worker, shit
Floor mopper, look down on the city with
Piss out at choppers, defecate 80 feet in the air
I flip your game, take your small urban territory
Put the in the air

My shit rise, increase subway fare
Scuffle your wear
Your sneaker line ain't makin it, I piss on four
You know the big boy from the projects

Retarded motherfucker, you know you be in child
You better stay
Your crew get picked up with shitty diapers from
Your foe be his death

The top rappers receive hot dogs up ass, they get F
Mark the toilet, you shit next
Expand your stomach range with tummy
Shit in the back of your when it rains

Leave your wooden panels with stains
Throw the turds out the
Watch them bounce in the lanes

Hot 97
The shit expand, over your Jacob, the watch
The penis is loose, we in your hand
The shit expand, over Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we piss in hand

The shit expand, over Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we piss in your
The expand, over your Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we in your hand

Yo, the block at? Uh
They say 106th and is on the mad, fuck it is on
I heard a hard record in years, uh
dancin', Harlem shakin, strip free naked

And put a pole up and watch the go up
And if AJ steps, take his and slap off the makeup
I'm in the crowd like Lee Malvo, with a sniper
A mask, a butcher knife, yo, who knows what I'll do

They sellin' dreams a rap battle, uh, huh
Look, yeah, you rappers are kids and rappin' a rap rattle
Nobody comes out, that's right
No twelve inches, no fires, no

Early retired, no
No chains, no videos, no baguettes, uh
Don't Speak, uh huh, I'm Gwen Stefani
Tossed up, sellin' like every week

So fight me, uh, you can hype me, that's right
I'm liable to go out a terrorist style
I'm to flow out with a terrible style
Viacom you, suckers
I'm outta nigga I'm changin' the dial

Hot 97
The shit expand, over your Jacob, the diamond
The penis is loose, we piss in hand
The shit expand, over Jacob, the diamond watch
The is loose, we piss in your hand

The expand, over your Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we piss in hand
The shit expand, your Jacob, the diamond watch
The is loose, we piss in your hand

No more and shit, we suicide bombers
Nigga, walk up in your station
We get gas the gas station, nigga
You ask public relations, blow out your DJ booth

With hats off, motherfuckin' Dr. Seuss
No buckets, bombs under the North Face goose
Caught you acid, baby
We put it in your orange juice

a turned up cap
How bout a burnt up baseball cap
With a rap
We with three sticks of dynamite through your turntables
out your ass crack

You ain't the motherfuckin' pimp, you the motherfuckin' mack
Review this right, you gon' a daquiri
Are you come back to me?
Are you gon' get from me?
Fuck around look how you act to me,

Hot 97
The shit expand, your Jacob, the diamond watch
The is loose, we piss in your hand
The shit expand, over Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we piss in your

The shit expand, your Jacob, the diamond watch
The penis is loose, we piss in hand
The shit expand, over your Jacob, the watch
The is loose, we piss in your hand