Luyện nghe bài hát Somebody's Dissin U

They me Hektik
Cause the way the is interjected
You talk shit you regret it
Fuck it, you it
Watch your mouth
I'm on the
Time to
For you say
One level of pain on
Bitch off
Too late bitch is spread out, you jack off
Keepin you that you was dead off
The
understand it? Let me explain
All that shit you talked drove me
But my brain swells, my ears
And all the bad level of attack is underrated, that
Head's get cracked with bats
I love the sound it when it pings
I love it when my ears ring
on suckers in a second
Leave you with no of recollection
Rearrange your whole memory
Disease, infection, over night I die
Covered in stalks, protected by the oak trees
Freeze
Get hands in the air muthafuckas
This a game
I don't talk shit I slit necks because
the buzz
And a look out for the fuzz
If I get hit by the I'm goin' out like Val Kilmer
Heat the whole squad, droppin the bomb then watch em
Pain is a beautiful thang it makes my spine
Murder for hire, better I deliver

(Chorus x2)
If you think somebody's dissin you they are
So far all I hearin is player hatin (Oh yeah)

Moving the speed of the robot sonic exhaust
fumes, fuel, gin, and tonic
Half of the world is and alive
Other is depressed and they want to die
I.S.I.
Why ask
Realize there's a killer in face
Look him in his
your body dies
I'ma grab your straight up out your chest
Put it in my black jar
all the rest
Of the
rhymes with precision
Eliminating
And all of our divisions are cuttin an incision
While other is missin
With enough cheese for 3 niggas in college tuition
Take a I drop knowledge like a teacher
An ill preaching a sermon
I been learning how to sing with the dead man's song
He's got an X in his head so I know what side on
And brain people always say right on
They got 10 on the weed cause we all arms
We let bygones be bygones and then
Your wack ass bitches in the
the diss
Cause you let your show too many times
It goes way deeper rhymes
Fuck a beat I rock accapella
ass fella
Used to fuck
In the back of the coach
Smoking roach roach
her all night
And in the mornin me French toast
to coast
Drop knowledge a teacher
I.S.I. in this we play the preachers

(Chorus x2)
If you think somebody's dissin you probably are
So far all I been is player hatin