Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Loonie

Testin', one, two, three, whoa, I rhymes wicked
And bust some to keep me
It flows to my braincells from smoke
I'm no joke, I an old man croak because I'm loc'

I'm wild, psychosomatic, I got
Stored in my attic, for any bastard
It's all in the mind, when the E drops a
My freakin' frame is like a pair of Calvin

I drop flows through Customs and get out
Like I stole somethin' when I'm
I'm Don of mic with this
I on, to the breaker one-nine ya dig, yeah

Erick got funk for days, for those who wanna
Backstab me in the back, the O'Jays
Can't get these nuts on the
It's gonna be a cold day in before the E drops the steel

I still with My Adidas
With Run-D.M.C. and Jay, my niggaz heaters
So get off, get off and if you the real scoop
On the E Double, check the

I rise my eyes burnt like
Get to my style more fly than Halle Berry
I don't so I'm sayin' bye-bye
next try

Def Squad, is in the house, yo
Beret, is in the house, yo
L.O.D., is in the house, yo
Murray, is in the house, yo

And is a fuckin' puppeteer, the devil cut my
Sights off and I'm runnin' wild in this
For mad it's curtains
I'm losin' my mind in this biological

In my dreams, be gettin' away, drivin' a hearse
So when I get to hell, I'm stabbin' up the first
And leavin' the skull his ass, catchin' wreck
Rip off his head and shit down his fuckin' neck,

From the little in my conscious
I just leave a crazy-ass unconscious
And Y, is a crooked letter my alibi
A psychic tell the science of my mind
This man the wealth and y'all can all eat shit and die
'Cause I'ma mines, bitch

coast, is in the house, yo
coast, is in the house, yo
N.Y.C., is in the house, yo
Jamal, is in the house, yo

Biddi-bla-ba-ba-ba, how ya the Squad now?
come down to represent the juveniles
I kick styles niggaz can't fuck with
'Cause when I down, I cold wreck the whole shit

Now who the fuck wanna see Jamal, I 'em all
And any nigga that step up, sure to fall
Now I come to be the illest, the realest
Any nigga step up, I'm ready to peal his

Cap, sit relax and dwell on the shit
'Cause I be the little kid, I'm ready to rip
Any motherfucker that wanna step
I'll let you know where the weapon is kept, how the you figure

That you can fuck me, I be the illest B.G.
Bustin' Philly, chillin' up in Cali
from the Valley, fucked me and she burned me
So you know I got the illest and I my props B

Fo sho' I'm to rip any MC that step
And let them know where the weapon is
You punk and I hit a switch
Any step, I dump him in the ditch, trick