Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Boom

[Verse
boom to the head of a dread cause he's tread
Upon the Flatline [?] so now he's dead
Straight out the door, dungeon graveyard
I broadcast and watch Sport Center, Ahmad
Tic tac toe we smack in back, oh shit
I seem to a vic' if a nigga think he slick
I eat a rapper
Shady like a
Punch you in your with my ring the high riser
Kitty cat kitty cat there's a 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 and ripping your shit up so never slip
Jesus Christ, should twice before the crucifix
Dip dip I'm coming liver than the full clip
Dig up the grave violate your place
Rest in peace, pieces, believe I'ma chase
A nigga the graveyard, the 100 yard dash
Passionately stash your 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 from a looney tune
All of the [?] bust 'em down sonic boom

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

[Verse Gravedigger]
Torture with a grip out of tombstones
With a Flatline [?] bone and broken dome
I'm a rebel so I catch up with the
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 doubt I'm creeping
Hit you you're sleeping, I'll 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 your luck

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

I'm six feet deep
I went into the crypt without your
A peaceful
Six or bullets to his brain
What's my
(Redrum the nigga the slum)
And I'm from?
(Brooklyn, he got his gun)
I'm from the Flatline Massive, gun in the
Sparking a fucking in the casket
You wanna The plant is rough...tough guy
You coming dead, live (check it)
All I wanna do is zooma zooma zooma
a .44 and put your ass in a tomb