Luyện nghe bài hát Sons of 3rd Bass

Here's my advice to all amateurs planin' to give a
up, and keep the act movin'

Servin' the role, a step child
Talk of C.C. or sleepin'
wakin' up to noise of 3rd B A S S, bass
Success is butter for space

Spoken gets played like the lottery
Your lyrics are incorrect, so you to me
Lookin' for the key to release first piece
Three times two is six, is one-three

I'm the half, known as the other trey
Tourin' to screams, the third son's born
Swarm to the 'cause Serch is your father
Screamin' "Hey ladies", why

Sons, ones flee from the 3rd
Words, spoken, a silver stuck in the throat
Young useless, lyrically
Rhyme around modes of mindless

If everyone of stick-up, it's pick of a beast'
Prone to a of a waste
Taste the flav' of the
Orphaned trio, by lyrical

Through us, the echelon with the roll with no soul
Counterfeit style, born sworn and
Out with high distorted
If a beast to wish play fetus, I'd him aborted

Put to bed, three to a third track
Cap the front and grip, when they heard
The crew the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars
the beast and soon to be dubbed stars

Starrin' roles from the brothers
Ludicrous whinin', meanin' when the
Stand by 'em, while they take the
The beast now in the capital

Record sets, Def Jam a true wrecker
The label is but MC Black 'n' Decker
boys buggin' to the A.M
You to the Serch and I slam

Negative mind, paid as who can't rhyme
Play the dude it's sucker
I stand I take a in my nut
And gave birth to three bastard

A record label, a king to 4th
Passin phases, trendsetters
Pop who figured they'd get paid
art the black man made

Played out flaws, step to stage
Your biggest fan, nine of age
Broke out 'cause the swindler took Ducat
No talent on the tune, you might as well it

Yo Serch, you know that slum I'm speakin' on?
Word is Pete, school 'em
You know about that silver spoon
Buckshot acne showin', L.A. weak-ass

Non-legitimate, tip-doggin', pseudo intellectual
Dust-smokin', pretty boy posin'
wiggin', whinin' annoyin' Def Jam reject Devil
White bread no havin' slum village people clonin' step children

Sam sever, the rest
Yo Sam, 'em
He is stupid but he that he is stupid
And that, almost him smart let's listen