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 rapper they work in El Tambo
Here to make a statement, not on your
gon' catch it like the pavement

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

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

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

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

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

I spit clean versions for under aged rug
I for Bricks city, where all my real thugs at
I spit shot cause I'm in a bad
For when my life shit but bad weed and fast food
I spit, spit, spit and executive decisions
I some shit for all the scrubs 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 them jokers at the pool
my daughter on my back just to fool y'all

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

'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay
And so, from this point on we 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' hittin'? Who be straight spittin'?

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

'Cause all that blazhay,
And so this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what

you hear a bitch rhyme, raise your lighters
Spittin' on of Flipmode and Outsidaz