Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Bwoy Bureill

Boom, bye, bye in a botty bwoy
The shottie fly now, the ly like dead
2 shots dead to him chin, a friend
the funk, I put the junk to an end

Now who da rude bwoy, wan tess dogg
I find his family and ID 'em in da
I bet you thought I bust led
To prize, I'm a fortified head just like a dread

You can't tess the champion sound, you gettin' bucked
Recognize the camp click in a de Bucktown
Gun thirsty bastard, always blasted
the sess of chocolate, from my dick gastin'

You say you number one selecta
I say you and I wetcha
Keep the bull before I pull this here
'Cause you wanna tess me, when I'm tipsy off the liquor

Like a they call McGirt, got his feelings hurt
his true colors, had to yank up his skirt
Now in misery, tryin' to cop a plea
Led to his head gun clapper number 3
See, lick off a you no dick rida
a shot punani, not gun fire

Now everybody be dongongon
All around New niggas be talkin' but we be stalkin'
In the docks the gun starts buckin'
But in the day, be wary of you be walkin'

Don't, don't,
You ever 'bout you wan tess the champion sound
Leave it to de that can you know that can
When see them a ball fa, leave

Me naw sex, me ruff the wicked you fe me
The motherfucker be buggin' over truth you see
Original criminal run in town, crime
That's I practiced your act, if you wan get blasted

By my shot, come around my block
Pon the night
In the Pine box, Murderah, Botty bwoy
power filla, we 'bout to get illa/

Sound bwoy, ya got nuff reason to
Cummin' wit my troops, we about to
Betta ya dubs and move in a hurry
off sean

Lookin' at my pager, it's about that
To load up the 9 and do my crime
Warriors, conquerors, the man ya
Mr. Ripper, AKA, the enemy
My man wit the weed, is my man in
And all you niggas catch nots wit speed

Talkin' 'bout you have sound, ah, my you wan tess
You know that when it comes to championship
Is we dat de management
And carry mack, use you for good use 'cuz wee de crew, leave

Laud, some bwoy wan get tonite, duke
As I retrieve the 2-5 my timboots
Target pon sight, up and cock
your pupils to see a dead bwoy walk

Nuff pussyhole gwan die dis
Here comes the bootcamp, it to the rear
It's the cummin' like a hurricane lickin' shots
More untouchable than niggas wit de pox

So emcees get when I'm spliffted
Nigga guard ya grill 'cause Louisville packs the
In the session, Smif-N-Wessun, O-G's see gun number 1
Wit my D O G

We the realness, feel this boom, it's Black Moon reveal this
We come to let you know the deal is
up we serve justice, so if you can't be trusted
May you where the dust is

There is many sound that's goin' around and on
And gwan like a clown but I'm you, clean up your act
And come to de livestock you a deadstock
mornin' to de evenin', now everything changed