Luyện nghe bài hát Some Shit

Yo, shit right here, is some shit, some serious shit

Yo, the fact that I'm with Def Squad's hard to determine
Till you see me out the coupe with E Sermon
Or out the Keith Murray suburban
Or hoppin' out the Lex Land with Redman, wildin' and
My thought process is mysterious like the
My furious mindset is
Killin' shit a carnivorous militant prehistoric monster

Comin' to stomp all over you conference
in an unidentified flying object
Turn you into an unidentified carcus
The smell of raw make you nauseous
Acidest arsonist, burnin' your bones to carbon and
My metaphors sting after haircuts when
The alcohol is applied to the raw

So whoever wanna get blasted
Get your teeth enamel shattered, on like pampers
You had a bad bitch, I left the twist
I stuck my dick in everything asshole to the nasal passage
Dug her out all day, then changed my DNA
Now she got nobody to
I been raw, what the fuck you think I'm livin' for

Throw me in jail, do a prison tour
For hard niggaz, insecure niggaz
they heads to big for they neck to support niggaz
Three in the squad plus me equal four
An extra addition for any force mission, man listen

Ain't these on some shit
Keith Murray, Canibus ain't no it uhh

Let me draw a brief description of happened
I was rappin', got the scrappin', guns got the clappin'
Three-fifty-seven degrees I was
bullets deflected metal, bodies decapitated
Gush, a nigga got as I look

I caught the next guy runnin' by the metal hook
Blew his open, blood gushed on my face
A bitch fainted 'cuz she seen I the taste
The case is that I split your
And feed it to the jigga-boos wit fried wings

I'm wildin' for long island, I turned and took Charles
And open fire on any now
You may never know who's in shadow
You ass niggaz just best stay shallow
And hollow, if you live to see tomorrow

'Cuz ain't no sun comin' out
Yo, I might do something y'all niggaz regret like
Blast you in your and disregard your vest
I'm pissin' and off of recognition and niggaz to listen
Just to let you pussies know how I'm

'Cuz I return like the Jedi, my dead eye
niggaz to die, peace to niggaz up in bed-stuy
Oh-ah, this that type of that make them niggaz wanna wet it
Word up, got me to set it

Seems I with aggression
To any who think they nice in this profession
What? you think you're wrecking?
I break your style down to fragments
The is permanent, so spare yourself the embarrassment
Buck-fifty the face

Followed by wounds to the chest for you attempt to retaliate
I noticed all you bitches is based around clothes
But Deja Vu got something for you stankin'
Studio gangsta bitches I diminish ideas of beef
Before the even finishes
I wanna see red, blood from a head

For I wild the fuck out like the dead ha
This wild style run in my genes
Because my in the county
And my just came home from green
I like the black widow, through the underground radio
Kitto and still stack ditto