Luyện nghe bài hát Super Nigga

[dj
It's the in the sky
I don't need a cape cause I'm fly
Like a skydiver, a got drag
Like a race car driver, plus
saliva, liver, than mcgyver
("bam!") bump mo' bitches than a drunk
Faster than a crackhead, mo'
a loco when I gotcha in a chokehold
I'm here to rid the city of wack-ass groups
Them wack-ass lyrics with them loops
They fakin like gangsters, turn into a
They don't faze me, cause we can still
But look, it's all comin (up) up (up)
Up and away bummin
But a don't need no wonderwoman, hmm, I wonder
Who she been shuckin and and fuckin
Or some bitch named lois the hoe is the lowest
And she's whiter than snow is ("too of that snow white!")
I I'll fly back to the hood
Kick it with the where you know it's all good
I'll be the first with a strap
I I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, it's a bat, no it's..")

The nigga boogieman is out to make a killin
So fuck wastin time leapin over tall
Cause I can get loose fluid
Like - I can, run right through it
I see walls, 'specially at the malls
dressing rooms is where my duty calls
A lot of super niggaz be they powers
Givin money, and flyin 'em flowers
(but can you of one thing you ever gave a hoe? )
No cause we super niggaz, not captain
So back on up look, I'll catch yo' ass so
And letcho' ass know we the super niggaz to be fuckin wit
I flash lightning, powerful as bombs
I flied back twenty years ago and fucked moms
And now it's ninety-fo', shit changed
But now you call me daddy, you call my name
Cause youse a silly mortal, you down for combat
I'ma nigga, and you an uncle tom cat
When I'm rollin through the hood they is he
The nephew, of kizzy
Or gillespie, and the rest be like
"that's the guy super, the fat track mover"
So wack mc's step to these nuts
And get your cut below half, nigga do the math
I'm the m-a-n,
I got a fly bitch with an plane
Me and her be doin some shit
When I get the skins, in the
She be callin everything mommy to jesus
Just ask the homies, cause niggaz can see us
Cause them niggaz too, from the crew
So stay tuned, for more adventures of.. a super nigga

[king
Mr. king tee motherfuckers from the boondox
I bust the drunken style on my corner with the
I'm than the baddest inmate at (? )
Retarded, but let me you what this can do
fright, niggaz scared to touch the mic
I shock 'em, amazed the wino rocked 'em
The best yet to like catch wreck on the scene
O.g. the alkaholik team
I just scream (ahhh!) let my backbone
Gotta get it on then another sip
it hip, a feeling mc's won't forget
Bust crazy then load another clip (well bust it)
Like r. kelly, "my telling me no!"
But that, I kick the ill flow
And deep down, I know niggaz is
Cause I'm pullin all the hoes and dickin 'em
But hey, cut the crap, cause like herpes I'm
To give you what you want, I don't or skip rap
the bo, ba-ba-bye, the wicked with tha likwit
I'm wild like a with the lot-to ticket
But kick it, you could grab a and try to pick it
The head sound comin from the underground
Oh shit the great, the man with the strap
I I'm all that.. ("it's a crow, it's a bat, no it's..")