Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Boom

[Verse
Sonic boom to the head of a cause he's tread
Upon the Flatline [?] niggas so now he's
out the door, dirty dungeon graveyard
I and watch Sport Center, Ahmad Rashad
Tic tac toe we in theAnnotate back, oh shit
I seem to catch a vic' if a nigga think he
I eat a rapper
Shady a visor
you in your mouth with my ring the high riser
Kitty cat kitty cat there's a for you to house
But the kitty cat was when the dog bit off his head
On the contrary, it's
So I
punk pussy ass in the pet cemetery

When a hit
I'm the Tec-9 mad quick
Flipping the script and ripping your shit up so never
Jesus Christ, should twice before the crucifix
Dip dip diver I'm coming liver than the clip
Dig up the grave your resting place
Rest in peace, pieces, believe that chase
A nigga through the graveyard, the 100 yard
Passionately your cash you're out of gas
Don't try to flinch I got the 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 [?] bust 'em down boom

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

Two: Gravedigger]
Torture with a grip made out of
With a [?] broken bone and broken dome
I'm a rebel so I catch up the devil
Put my status on his level 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, 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 crazy motherfuckers, insane mental problems
In my dreams, I'm busting Glocks down to
And monsters, under my bed go get the
Hammer, a framalama, mad niggas dead
So let's play freeze tag upon the burial
(Sonic Boom!)
Everybody, what's sound?
One, two, three, four,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Eleven,
I'm ready to pop a shells

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

I'm six feet deep
I into the crypt without your grave
A peaceful
Six or seven to his brain
my name?
(Redrum the nigga the slum)
And I'm from?
(Brooklyn, he got his gun)
I'm from the Massive, gun in the darkness
a fucking philly in the casket
You puff? The plant 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