Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Spittin', Part 2

This is what I'm dealin', 'bout to a killin' off illin, off a hydro
Put it on a like they work in El Tambo
Here to a statement, not on your game
You're gon' it like the pavement

all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

My is tight, if not the damn tightest
My stats stay bubblin', how and Sprite is
I a bitch jealous to the point, she wanna slice this
I fuck a nigga's head up the ex-girl turned dyke bitch

The nicest, on one like
With pussy running deeper than stab wounds from
Now where you 'bout to take it? I done took it
Some more Digga shit man, look in here
Folks are spittin' unruly
M.C's for might catch a hach-tuey

'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so from this point on we straight spittin', yeah,

I push the range on my beauant-regal
Hang wit' cats, who known for making drug money
Dislike you, spit on just to spite you
Heard you like to use voice, ride on motorcycles

I spit versions for under aged rug rats
I for Bricks city, where all my real thugs at
I spit cause I'm in a bad mood
For when my life wasn't shit but bad weed and fast
I spit, spit, spit and make decisions
I spit some shit for all the and the pigeons

And best believe where I'm goin' you're a
I more rhymes than silicone in California
I spit, spit, spit, for all jokers at the pool hall
Carrying my daughter on my back just to fool

I meditate, say a with my sensi
I spit on MTV all the way to your mix tape
Like that, I'm the with the mouthpiece
Crazy South Park and hotter than South Beach

all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so, this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

I spit shit and leave you like a face lift
I for the underground, Hot 97 be the Matrix
One, two, I hit 'em with the
Who gon' stay hittin'? Who be spittin'?

I take the mic and rock it like
I you write, get wrecked tonight, what
'Cause you never heard a honey spit like
Said you never a honey spit rhymes like
In a million years, and a million
Said you never heard a honey spit like

'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

When you a bitch rhyme, raise your lighters
on behalf of Flipmode and Outsidaz