Luyện nghe bài hát Slap Boxing

(Sean Price)
My son got a gun, I say shoot, where the gat'll spray
Make faggot niggaz go that a way, run
Your fab five is jumping, big knives, guns, bats and
Fuck all rapping shit
Give a fuck about your bar with the verse, put pa in a
bet is throw your car in reverse
You can act up if you want, clapped up in ya
Pull ya chest and ya back, skit left laugh
Y'all niggaz do the row when I
Matter use a gun when I rhyme, yo
I throw from the back of the rover
Chickenwing Bob Backlund, tag on your sofa
Niggaz actin' like don't know Sean, til I
Run up on 'em, 'em up with the fo'fo nam
Focus the fire, shots, hopin' you die smokin'
Alot after the is retired, motherfucker

(Rustee Juxx)
Yo, fucking with Juxx, you already know what it is
Hard beat breaking, that's what kinda rhyme it is
Ave., you already know who grind it is
Black beretta, opt, that's what kinda nine it is
the wax, first I grab 'em by the neck
Then I the sawed shotty to back
Cold blooded, hearted, swing the mac retarded
My weed clientele, excel my market
Shawshank swangeler, monster mangler
Wild cowboy, two hosters on my
Barbarian, I'm a savage, viking
Bullet street striking, faster grease lightning
Spit volcano, rain, hail,
Cuz misery sell millions, and pain sell
for the foam, my throne is indestructable
Niggaz like 'word, son, them niggaz fuck with

(Rock)
Aiyo, I shake the ground when I
I I shake the town when I walk
Flip pound and lay you down for your
Lay you on the with your thoughts
Have your thoughts all over the in the park
Make a sound when I
Shhhh, it is the greatest, MC
Niggaz hate but say it to me
They get in a tree
The moves you in the piece
Ready to get to be like - damn
keep these niggaz away from the grease,
Bad news, gun you die, yo
You want news, switch to Geico
A nigga fight me his eye closed
And his shine stole, not you pa, your rhinestones
Think I don't know huh? Your jewelry
It's cornier than corn and your team corny
Ya fleet boring, born with a heat seaking pistol
on nigga jaw piece
For talking that 'I can give and and see'
Boy like a phenomenon
why, some shit's like a feel arm my strong
It's the "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous"
Bitch, they get used to rhyme and stunt, they wanna give it the
And it down, now, wow, how bout
Fuck it, let 'em chow down on dick with
Whyle out, have it come to the heaters, down
Roundhouse, any bitch, you get caught in the Brown
Brownsville!