Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Loonie

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

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

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

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

I still with My Adidas
With Run-D.M.C. and Jay, my packin' heaters
So get off, get off and if you want the real
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'
Until 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' in this atmosphere
For mad niggaz curtains
I'm losin' my in this biological universe

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

the little voice in my conscious
I just leave a crazy-ass unconscious
And Y, is a crooked letter my alibi
A psychic couldn't tell the science of my
This man gets the wealth and 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?
I'ma come to represent the juveniles
I kick styles that niggaz can't with
'Cause I come down, I cold wreck the whole shit

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

Cap, sit back and dwell on the shit
'Cause I be the little kid, I'm ready to rip
Any that wanna step nigga
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
Sally the Valley, fucked me and she burned me
So you know I got the and I earned my props B

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