Luyện nghe bài hát Sons of 3rd Bass

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

Servin' the role, a sole step
Talk of C.C. or keep
While up to noise of 3rd B A S S, bass
Success is for Serch's space

Spoken slang gets played like the
lyrics are incorrect, so you step to me
Lookin' for the key to release that piece
Three times two is six, Pete is

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

Sons, slim ones from the 3rd
Words, spoken, a spoon stuck in the throat
Young useless, lyrically
Rhyme revolves around of mindless

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

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

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

roles stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whinin', when the others
by 'em, while they take the fall
The now lives in the capital

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

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

A label, a king to 4th letter
Passin phases, non-legitimate
Pop figures who they'd get paid
Exploitin' art the man made

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

Yo Serch, you know about that 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', Jethro intellectual
Dust-smokin', pretty boy posin'
Folks wiggin', whinin' 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 knows that he is
And that, almost makes him smart let's