Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Boom

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

it's a hit
I'm the Tec-9 mad quick
the script and ripping your shit up so never slip
Jesus Christ, should think before the crucifix
Dip dip diver I'm coming than the full clip
Dig up the grave violate resting place
in peace, pieces, believe that I'ma chase
A through the graveyard, the 100 yard dash
Passionately stash cash 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 from a looney soon
All of the [?] bust 'em down sonic boom

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

Two: Gravedigger]
Torture with a grip out of tombstones
With a Flatline [?] bone and broken dome
I'm a rebel so I up with the devil
Put my status on his level with the treble, a pebble
The ink pen is sinking, the king 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 spinal
I'm shooting (gun), I'm [?] a motherfuck
I buck a truck
One, two press luck

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

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

I'm six feet deep
I went the crypt without your grave
A peaceful
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 Massive, gun in the darkness
Sparking a fucking 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
Bust a .44 and put your ass in a