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

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

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

You wanna talk about a badboy
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 the right to be lazy

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

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

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

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

Prepare for the worst 'cause I 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, 5-6 times a day

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

So I won't 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

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

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

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

I be caught dead witchu up in tryin' it
And if I was goin', I get my stiff ass up and rip
I go out like a wooden sock with padlocks
I'll leave tiny and slimy like snot spots
I write a day, to me it's a common
Say so much shit, huh, I write my rhymes on toilet

Yeah, Vin Rock, backbone of Naughty By Nature,
(Strike a nerve)
That's right, so everybody sleepin' on the up, off of my dick
(Strike a nerve)
gonna stomp this time around, word up
(Strike a nerve)

Look who's mother's in the studio, thirty sons and
Mrs. Happy Thing is in the back, catchin'
and try to run wit it, never in a lifetime
Thirty [Incomprehensible] could act at Caesar's, I bet I get mine

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

The way I rock could shit, you just like it
My style's so fat, I had to throw it on a water
Bullshit, ya not, I the type to be fuckin' with
Wreckin' with and if I mic attest it, I'll be it

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

My name is Treach, remember and don't you ever 'fess
That's a shame, I get two minutes to say, "Next"
Fuck, who follows you, you and them could help each
I treat you like any other motherfuckin' runner
This is the Flavor, tasty although
So have a Coke, a smile and have a booger, G

'Cause you don't mean shit to me
I'ma take you [Incomprehensible] where good shit's to be
I rock a rhyme that'll be a up def track
Droppin' more shit than white castles and slacks

A studio to me is a chance to rock, G
I rock and rock, goddamn, me VinRocky
It's just the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
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 'em on his fuckin' neck
Something that flow should come straight the horse's mouth
Mr. dead, so his ass is the best way out

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

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