Luyện nghe bài hát Skwad Training

As we embark, on Boom Skwad rolling technique, 314
For those of you a reference
Please turn textbooks to page four
As you will notice the above you
Please it's instructions to a T, do not make an error
For of you needing further reference
You may, purchase the album, the first one
Listen to the song "How to a blunt"
But until then, you shall

I use my Colt 45 to down your old english
By the that I'm finished I peel the caps off six Guinness
Skwad Training me to peep a sucker's weakness, like
Telling your secrets, or it to your freakses

You couldn't go with directions
I make crews break out like infections
my rap lethal injections

Hoes get caught up in my web flies
One look at my red
Tricks into back flips like Jedis
Black little rascal dips at White Castle
Got love doctors baffled why ride me like a saddle

Is it live or Memorex I be on deck
Loose from deuce deuces the neck and then I jet
Etcetera, catch my rap and after kick back
could rap, but they recycle like six-packs
Wack the word for ya, nigga, I never heard of ya
So turn it down a notch or two or my crew murder ya

Yo, the phone, tone niggaz like thats raps are prone
To disassemble members only who they're grown
See, we're from the Bricks where tricks for dick
DKNY, MC's think they rhyme be fly

I bear witness that, we the crispiness
Exquisite, prolific, the two that the gifted
Or uncanny, play school the days who
Pray handy, MC's wreckin' niggaz with the dandy

Style so the tech, X be the brand called seb and
niggaz from New Jerus is next on hand
Formulate rhymes, create lines,
With the DATs and state, that makes your brain cells ache
Niggaz get in the cut, now they finished
Advantage to the victor all crews be

You will continue rolling your blunts, in a counter-clockwise
Gripping it firmly, yet at the ends, twist it
In a counter-clockwise
No cheating, no Easy will be distributed
You will be based to rely your skills on pure

One be rockin' on cloud nine with rhymes that flow frequent
Peep how when I I freak sequins
Henceforth I MC's off more often, I'm the boss
Hittin' my dipped in secret sauce

B-ball treats, on treats like neats rapper that's fleet
Step on competition with my tip cleats
the rumors, that, the Artifacts got lazy that's crazy
Makin' joints that make your hazy

Morocco Mole MC's can't see me they specs on
Gassed up like getti watch me blow like Exxon
I'm unfuckwittable like Jamal and George
The Ex-West district politician like

Dissin' who missin' blows, kick shit to program
A instrumental jammer by the mental manner
Vicious, Delicious with the Vinyl fuck
Who got dreams and wishes for to feed 'em fine dishes

We your entourage with a barrage of lyrical cheap shots
At your spots, sleep not
This spits on MC's like I do beatbox
In my size nine Reeboks, I'm thru ya fuckin' block

MC's from the shit that we deliver
Giver of a script to play it like Frank
Fools no tools get dealt with from the belt tip
Who else is higher from the first to get

Exactly, no match, niggaz caps on my raps
Actually, broads naturally, fit
jax, blow styles on the map
Artifacts, bringin' back, that shit that lack

Time, put your down
of you who have rolled your blunts correctly
May pass on to a much state
Those of you who fucked up get an F in blunt
For those assholes, and that ridiculous canoe
You got burnin', you back
This is the Skwad president signing off
May your blunts stay tight and eyes red
Good