Luyện nghe bài hát Some Shit

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

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

Comin' to stomp all over you conference
Landed in an flying object
Turn you into an unidentified frying
The smell of raw flesh you nauseous
Acidest arsonist, burnin' your bones to and phosphorus
My metaphors sting like after when
The alcohol is to the raw skin

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

Throw me in jail, do a prison tour
For wannabe hard niggaz, niggaz
With they heads to big for they neck to niggaz
Three in the squad plus me equal members
An extra addition for any special force mission, man

Ain't these niggaz on shit
Keith Murray, Canibus no stoppin' it uhh

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

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

I'm for long island, I turned and took Charles Ferguson
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 wanna live to see

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

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

Seems I steps with
To any bitch who they nice in this profession
What? What you you're wrecking?
I break your style to little fragments
The pain is permanent, so yourself the embarrassment
'cross the face

Followed by knife to the chest for you attempt to retaliate
I noticed all you flows is based around clothes
But Deja Vu got for you stankin' hoes
Studio gangsta bitches I ideas of bringin' beef
Before the thought even
I wanna see red, from a chicken head

For I wild the fuck out like the grateful ha
This style must 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 dirty