Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Spittin'

I'll bust all you cats in the game for
I'm in Jersey, I'm paying no taxes
I'll stick girl, Agnus
Flipmode the madness
Platinum status, Rampage I'm the
Check the credit, yo you might as dead it
I said it, fuck the edit, it's
Nigga what, it's crunch for me to shine
I'm a show you easily for me to mine
my nickel plated nine, call me Einstein
Buck a shot two times and you for your rhyme
Put you in a box
You and whole family's on detox
Hustlin for Reeboks
socks, cut you with my ox
Rampage got the city
And your function, to the Bush junction
rambunction, watch me do you somethin

Baby Sham on some new
New and
5'3", Caramel, grip on a four fifth
Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from foul drift
Nigga the 6 story, throw em off the cliff
As I speak the to put my name on the list
The small thug with a put a mark on his wrist
A tattoo of pyramids, hollows in clips
your gat, jammed tight, Ross your lookin to riff, what the fuck?
QB's shit, cause we runnin your clique
See me in the drop, with six, sayin she snitched
But never that, 'cause o, high through the window
My lookouts slow, they heard you never blast though
Got a safe in your crib, sham, you know the
Search, spoke out, 3, 2, 1, that's
Took the c notes and flip mode left on the quietest
Swallowed these cleared your throat
Bitch ass, you should spoke

AN F
Fuck the bullshit, my gun
Fly a head, fuck it for fun
where you from
AN L
Layin on beaches, all leeches
to break a liar face
up the pieces, yo
AN I
Intelligence eliminates all
Icon of immaculate rhyme sense
A P
Powerful
Poppin my
Make a of people paranoid like 20 pitbulls
AN M
Master of all
of decisions
Head on
the meat rack, ask the women
AN O
Got niggas open, open surgery
Rhyme so official, overthrow
is nursery
A D
Diggin my dick all inside chick
Dominate the heavyweight
Rhymin
AN E
Everlasting
ebonics
Lyrical
Stabalize livin in all my

Group of men,
force

Movin like one in
Beg your

What they me
A hundred on a
Out of nowhere, and keep you surfin like
Narley! I'm the with the pistol
Woody Woodpecker or L.L. at the
stand, hold it down in Trent
Then link up at the with the rest of my camp
Paper like Meade, I'm in the mix Speed
And be screamin on the mic till my tonsils
that's the way it is
Like when a kid get
Like comin to the bricks to your whip missin
Rockin uptown, on down to west
Houston, peace to my bitches that's
After juicin, I'm a straight ball a rapper
Tap a nigga's like them hackers
Be goin on the modem, I get the call the dispatcher
Then show them mother f'ers what I'm

Yo I back a wack mc for trying to be
Something he not, his card, blow up his spot
talkin bout murder but ain't committin one
Niggas bout gats but ain't bustin one
Yo, I see you in the, like you a thug
Yea, your man got a gatt, but he ain't no slug
You
You's a black spokesman, I split your front open
Viscious knife wound, up like Ron Goldman
Spliff, I spit, equipped for any bullshit
Grew up with the bad and ugly, quick to shit
Ignorant, vulgar, on taperecorder
Idol to your son and lover to your daughter
Fatman son, grandson, nephew, Frank the cousin

Uh huh, one time, uh huh, Spliff, come on
my gun, like Columbians
Make niggas colapse like fucked up

Better obey the of the land
Or lay like soldiers of fortune in Nam
Closed coffin with flags folded in
Triangular shape, blow out the with grace
For fabulous tastes, some will, for space
Pay the price, poltergeist
Put the holy in your life, bring you closer to Christ
your dice, when the vulture's in flight
Resculpture the mic, then smash heads the opium bite
Prophet in vein, Metropolis claim body and
controlled in the optical frame
Never the game
Remove squad with steady plans
I body slam like Superstar Billy Gramm

Straight spittin, word is bond, Flip Mode Squad, Striaght spittin,
Ass Whippin, We straight