Luyện nghe bài hát Stanley Kubrick

Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that cat
Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that cat
Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel bassline cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, that bassline cat
Reverb, boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that cat

Yo, yo,
Boom-ba-doom, yo, that bassline cat
Yo, yo that's some, some like, Stanley Kubrick
Kubrick

The track bouncy, no-body, get rowdy
than Suffolk County, to Crackhead Crowley
Honky Thomas, Keb the whole crew
Cab Morada, what you gon' do we roll
Fuck that, Big Dirt, the midget face 'em
Bring em to the Port Jeff house on top 'em
Nobody move this, I don't a fuck, we untouched
Strictly lust for papers and life to bust nuts
We're God killers, let's be
we probably be punished - we fuckin bitches by the 100's
Why me? fight me? Try me
Why these people don't me - don't like me
Society, they see me dead I stick out
You see me in the public, I probably my dick out
Smack the fuck out of women, see me knock bitch out
Do somethin guy, who the fuck wanna die?
Clash of the Titans, broken bottles, bar
You wanna battle freestyle you can start writin
I can do that, tip the bouncers, make we get
our in the club just in case the action
want it, try to take my title
Let's see, left your messy, test me
Stanley Kubrick, stress me
R.A. the Man, remember the name - Rugged Man!

Ride with us (Rug the bitch beater)
with us (Suffolk County, Long Island)
Ride with us (Dead black people)
Ride us (Dead broke white people)
Ride with us (My man Da Hustler)
with us (Rest in peace Jason Edmands)
Ride us (Gordon Heights, ghostland)
Ride us

the R-to-da, A-to-da, Rugged.. *echoes*
Now think this, who diss us? Suffolk County
cops frisk us, handcuffs never fit us
Our wrists turn purple, that's why we act
Plus if we die tomorrow, nobody miss us
Get a page in The Source maybe, if that
It's a town of people actin shady, where I live at
We lyrically releasin, you don't stop
Ain't nobody til your heartbeat stop beatin, bring it
You know where to find me; actin you lookin for me
You saw me you walked by me
A true test, the Man, the tru-est
The violent, in the U.S., we see you stressed
Now it easy, Fat Man greasy, sloppy
to Khadafi, I'ma do this
They tried to stop me, way back in
You look into my future, probably die for it
We proud to be the lowest, low life
We flip your car over Long Island steroid abusers
When they ragin, white boy caning
Let me do explain, misbehaving
Man, hairy fat slob, unshaven
The Ten Commandments, we constantly

Ride with us (Dirty asses)
Ride us (The whole Infamous Mobb)
Ride us (My main man Akinyele)
Ride with us (The whole trash nation)
Ride with us (All the Stony kids)
Ride with us (All the Port kids)
Ride us (My man Ev Casuchi)
Ride us (Capital of Crime Lords)
Ride us (Miguel the cop in the house)
with us (Sho' nuff, Dave Greenberg)
Ride us (All the starvin artists)
Ride us (All the starvin artists)
Ride with us (All the artists)
with us (Rugged *echoes*)