Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Boom

[Verse
Sonic boom to the head of a dread cause he's
Upon the [?] niggas so now he's dead
Straight out the door, dirty dungeon
I and watch Sport Center, Ahmad Rashad
Tic tac toe we smack in theAnnotate back, oh
I to catch a vic' if a nigga think he slick
I eat a appetizer
like a visor
Punch you in mouth with my ring the high riser
cat kitty cat there's a mouse for you to house
But the kitty cat was dead the dog bit off his head
On the contrary, legendary
So I
Your punk ass in the pet cemetery

When a hit
I'm bringing the mad quick
Flipping the script and ripping your up so never slip
Jesus Christ, should think twice before the
Dip dip diver I'm coming liver than the clip
Dig up the grave your resting place
in peace, pieces, believe that I'ma chase
A through the graveyard, the 100 yard dash
Passionately your cash you're out of gas
Don't try to I got the itchy trigger finger
Ringing the neck and bringing the thing a a ling and run your check nigga
up a womb from a looney tune soon
All of the goons [?] bust 'em down sonic

BOOM to the head, you're dead now sonic {x8}
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BAM!

[Verse Gravedigger]
Torture with a grip out of tombstones
With a Flatline [?] broken bone and dome
I'm a rebel so I catch up with the
Put my status on his level the treble, you're a pebble
The ink pen is sinking, the motherfucking pin
It's the Gravedigger so I when I'm creeping
Hit you when you're sleeping, lug you down like a log to the morgue
Get you [?] put one in the cord
I'm shooting (gun), I'm shooting [?] a
I buck like a
One, two your luck

Three motherfuckers, insane with mental problems
In my dreams, I'm busting Glocks down to
And monsters, my bed go get the sledge
Hammer, a framalama, mad niggas dead
So let's play tag upon the burial ground
(Sonic Boom!)
Everybody, that sound?
One, two, three, four,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Eleven,
I'm to pop a dozen shells

[Verse Three:
Gravedigger the behind the trigger so you figure
It's time to hold own cause you feel you're getting bigger
You was my son [?]
I'm Flatline freaking, some gonna burst
And all my enemies bodies are in a
visit the graveyard like the rabbit and the turtle
Jumping over like jumping over hurdles
I loaded the pump the back of my hand
I'm [?] mortuary van
God damn, it's [?]
I got a gun I run I never will I never ran

I'm coming six deep
I went into the crypt your grave
A nigga
Six or seven bullets to his
What's my
(Redrum the nigga the slum)
And where I'm
(Brooklyn, he got his gun)
I'm from the Flatline Massive, gun in the
Sparking a fucking in the casket
You wanna puff? The is rough...tough guy
You coming dead, live (check it)
All I wanna do is zooma zooma zoom
a .44 and put your ass in a tomb