Luyện nghe bài hát Strike A Nerve

(Strike a nerve)
Yo bitch, it was some in a seminar
Talkin' 'bout you, had to get up early to wax
(Strike a nerve)
Them other said, you couldn't even wax that dirty bitch
So y'all?
(Strike a nerve)

I get my daily dose of cha-cha-cha and "Shut the up, ho"
Shit, shaved and a day, then I must go
Ugh, this is All Day, let's all say
Pluckin' and roughin' 'em up and fuckin' 'em up always

Bet, let's talk about a back flash, ya
That fast you flash match, your fast rap
And even though you didn't know me before the solo
It's no slow way to go, bolos I throw or

Let's a bitch to pick with peekaboo
I see you through your crew, now whatchu do?
After that, caps off to the frost
My pants sag 'cause I rap my ass off

You wanna talk about a 'Sanchoi'
I'm bad as they come, chum, and like [Incomprehensible]
To Vin Rock and KayGee, I'm the
Droppin' the ladies, cravin' ya maybe, I have the to be lazy

Got stretch to my swing and the stretch of a chicken wing
The flavor is bacon and cravin', is ice cream
I'm too to be fucked and too live, otherwise
Ya drive by's smuffler, word to the mother, my brother

and comin', drama starin' wit a stellar
I need so many lumps, I'll use your as a braille book
Many friends ink, quick, fast
It'll take a dollar worth of gas to outlast your little ass

You tried to this way, you little swifty
Ha, ha, ha, slum still miss me
I do the dumpin', humpin', clappin' like
And that's comin' from a land down

Yo, I'm of dis shit, man
Niggas to cut, they rocks none
(Strike a nerve)
Yo, they tryin' to us drop
Vin Rock sayin' he don't enough
Yo, kick shit

Prepare for the worst I ain't livin' lose
I just give a fuck 'cause givin' is free and my fuck's cost
[Incomprehensible] your in The Source 'cause I know no way
I been there before, maybe 5-6 a day

Sometimes I put my on my head when I'm done, from
And to myself where did dat def shit come from?
And then I about the Naughty and the Nature in it
And then the Flavor, the figures, while I'm flowin' wit it

So I give up, stop, stall, quit, ya kitten
You can't touch this, fuck what throats written
I got tracks, better known as snaps, far
And the do, I know, I know how to make ya feel it

take a head, I'll make ya spread and now lay back
I tell you once, I you twice, Vinnie don't play that
So don't start, will be none is the lesson, folks
I hate cigarettes but my Smith-N-Wessun

From anywhere, from any corner, anytime that's
Who you bashin'? I go blast in daylight
You hard, you look hard, yeah, your figure's soft
I got props from buckshots that niggas caught

Ya say you can't go to the takin' me out
Huh, in that case, you named your album 'Almost'
I wouldn't on the try if I was you, yo
'Cause I'm turnin' tries into 'Oh, and 'Hell no's'

I wouldn't be caught dead witchu up in it
And if I was goin', I get my stiff ass up and rip
I can't go out like a sock with padlocks
I'll leave tacks tiny and like snot spots
I a day, to me it's a common caper
Say so shit, huh, I write my rhymes on toilet paper

Yeah, Vin Rock, backbone of By Nature, y'knowI'msayin'?
(Strike a nerve)
That's right, so everybody sleepin' on the up, stay off of my
(Strike a nerve)
We're gonna stomp this around, word up
(Strike a nerve)

Look mother's in the studio, thirty sons and daughters
Mrs. Happy is in the back, catchin' quarters
Come and try to run wit it, in a lifetime
Thirty [Incomprehensible] could act at Caesar's, I bet I get mine

I heard your girl's havin' a baby, now what she have?
A bag of dope, a bottle or or a sess bag
There ain't a part of me 'Sorry' written on it, slick
You rock a crooked cradle, you fuckin' prick

The way I rock could shit, you often like it
My style's so fat, I had to it on a water diet
Bullshit, ya not, I ain't the to be fuckin' with
Wreckin' with and if I mic attest it, be neckin' it

Onslaught at an encore, you rat
so dumb, you tried to buy a fuckin' thinkin' cap
Now that us in a sec, right where your head is at
In between bitch's legs, lookin' ass and lap

My name is Treach, remember this and you ever 'fess
a shame, I get two minutes just to say, "Next"
Fuck, who follows you, you and them could each other
I treat you both like any other motherfuckin'
is the Flavor, tasty although sugar-free
So have a Coke, have a and have a booger, G

Why? 'Cause you mean shit to me
I'ma take you [Incomprehensible] where good meant to be
I rock a rhyme be a straight up def track
more shit than white castles and neck slacks

A studio to me is a chance to rock, G
I and rock, goddamn, call me VinRocky
It's just what the fuck I'm talkin'
I say one thing and your whole walkin' out

So do the here, this is one lyric less
If I were you, I'd take and throw 'em on his neck
Something that flow should come straight the horse's mouth
Mr. Ed's dead, so his ass is the way out

Shit, man for hire, this is the law
I run more than a San Francisco trolley car
Prepare for the winter, oh,
I could write your fuckin' and you'll soon be the last one there

I start to heat up and rip in one, see
You couldn't get it hard, if the eyes on Broad Street
So you ever never tell me, I'm not good enough
I got more stuff a teddy bear, from ass to gut
This is a solid, you could never
If bullshit was worth a dime, you'd have a job in a ass