Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Loonie

Testin', one, two, three, whoa, I flow wicked
And bust some to keep me
It flows to my braincells like smoke
I'm no joke, I make an old man croak 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 frame is like a pair of Calvin Klein's

I drop flows through and get sniffed out
I stole somethin' when I'm bustin'
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
me in the back, like the O'Jays
Can't get nuts on the real
It's gonna be a cold day in Hell the E drops the steel

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

I my eyes burnt like cherry
Get wise to my style more fly than Halle
I don't know so I'm sayin'
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 Jesus is a puppeteer, the devil cut my
off and I'm runnin' wild in this atmosphere
For mad it's curtains
I'm losin' my mind in this biological

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

From the little in my conscious
I just leave a crazy-ass unconscious
And Y, is a crooked like my alibi
A psychic couldn't the science of my mind
This man the wealth and y'all can all eat shit and die
'Cause gets 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 like the Squad
I'ma come down to represent the
I kick styles niggaz can't fuck with
'Cause when I come down, I cold the whole shit

Now who the fuck see Jamal, I fades 'em all
And any nigga that step up, he's sure to
Now I come down to be the illest, the
Any nigga that up, I'm ready to peal his

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

That you can with me, I be the illest B.G.
Bustin' from Philly, chillin' up in
Sally from the Valley, fucked me and she me
So you I got the illest and I earned my props B

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