Luyện nghe bài hát Slap Boxing

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

(Rustee Juxx)
Yo, with Juxx, you already know what crime it is
Hard body beat breaking, that's what rhyme it is
Kingston Ave., you already who grind it is
Black beretta, special opt, that's kinda nine it is
Body the wax, first I 'em by the neck
Then I throw the shotty to back
Cold blooded, hearted, swing the mac retarded
My weed clientele, my crack market
swangeler, monster track mangler
Wild cowboy, two on my wrangler's
Barbarian, I'm a savage, viking
street striking, faster than grease lightning
Spit volcano, rain, hail,
Cuz sell millions, and pain sell hater
Fiend for the foam, my throne is
Niggaz like 'word, son, them niggaz cant fuck

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