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 broadcast and watch Center, Ahmad Rashad
Tic tac toe we smack in back, oh shit
I to catch a vic' if a nigga think he slick
I eat a rapper
Shady a visor
Punch you in your mouth with my ring the riser
cat kitty cat there's a mouse for you to house
But the kitty cat was when the dog bit off his head
On the contrary, it's
So I
Your pussy ass in the pet cemetery

it's a hit
I'm bringing the mad quick
Flipping the script and ripping your shit up so never
Jesus Christ, should twice before the crucifix
Dip dip diver I'm liver than the full clip
Dig up the grave violate your resting
Rest in peace, pieces, believe that I'ma
A through the graveyard, the 100 yard dash
Passionately stash your you're out of gas
try to flinch I got the itchy trigger finger
Ringing the neck and the thing a ling a ling and run your check nigga
Open up a womb a looney tune soon
All of the goons [?] 'em down sonic boom

BOOM to the head, dead now it's sonic {x8}
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BAM!

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

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

[Verse Three:
Gravedigger the nigga behind the trigger so you
It's time to your own cause you feel you're getting bigger
You was my son [?]
I'm Flatline freaking, Glock gonna burst
And all my bodies are in a hearse
visit the graveyard like the rabbit and the turtle
Jumping over tombstones like jumping hurdles
I loaded the like 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 feet
I went into the without your grave
A nigga
Six or seven bullets to his
What's my
(Redrum the from 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 dead, never live (check it)
All I wanna do is zooma zooma zoom
a .44 and put your ass in a tomb