Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Out The Crops

Straight out the
out the crops
Straight out the
out the stix
Straight out the
Straight out the
Straight out the
out the crops
Straight out the
out the crops
Straight out the
out the stix
Straight out the
out the stix
Who it be? The docs straight from the crops
Im hittin switches for these bitches they as as Woodstock
And when I chop, the shock straight up your vertabrate
They pickin at yo bones, and at your eyes like a bird of prey
A sick son of a bitch me the scarecrow
my up the Blair-witch with a four four
And I stay on the prow, with nose like a blood
Straight stalking muther fuckers yo an this how it goes
sight of blood it gets me higher than an astronaut
A backwoods monster gun an a master plot
To yo cities and murder all yo committees
door to dorr slangin lead never no pity
I the pain to ya brain so they callin me trama
Choking at ya neck, with a chain I ya dead mama
It aint da same since the went insane mama
Time to show these haters how to play da game mama
x2]
Straight out the I wont stop ima POP! POP! POP!, until they all drop
Straight out the stix I wont quit, I know you this shit, you must be feelin this shit. YEAH!
I straight out da stix, and all da shit dat I spit
It be as dirty as a of 2006
And yea I grip like a tick right on the words of pricks
Who all hatein a waight because they say im a hick
But I apologizing, hell no I say fuck em
im still runnin with a hatchet these hoes aint doin nuthin
So just quit of all frontin and then get down on yo knees
Pray to God dat I find you and then dislocate yo spleen
Cause you never wanna see me jumping out of trees an shit
Wrap my hands around yo throat and you up to Jesus bitch
Quick to see ya to ya maker, than the undertaker
Put you through a shredder and then you on a hundred acres
Keep my up out yo mouth, keep yo ass up out da south
Ya mamiy aint raise ya right, ima to show her how
Please dont make me fetch da steel, this cap an extra pill
Pop you like a cherry fucka never test my will
[Chorus x2 song ends]