Luyện nghe bài hát Ta Rasss

Ta rasss, who you think you playin
It's the nine and I'm on old word to jah type shit
Flavor, from the larynx, check cd's
Cassettes, brings up in my rest
Mirror, mirror - sit wall!
Who comes with true wicked - yes y'all!
Membranes, them haffa ? egg
Still I'm of lead, i-ah leave nuff man dead
I finesse, wear vest 'pon chest
glock in waist for, whoeva won test
Six million ways to die - one!
blade, cyanide, and de one shotgun
Just to name a few, i-ah mash up your
it comes, microphone check, one two!
We can get wicked whether or day
Nine, nine, out and play!

Chorus: 2x

Ta rasss! all I is power-u
The mic, crazy cash, a twist, and a
Ta rasss! all I is power-u
The mic, cash, a twist, and a brew

I get like fuckin helicopters
And when I get I peel off my silk boxers
Wash my nuts, scratch my ass, the fuck is up?
the cash in the stash
Mc's are fleas, to
I make like thieves, nigga please!
sesame, don't test me
I'll shove my balls in your mouth, you look like gillespie
For those who wave arm, i'ma hack it off
With the weed whacker, and then back smack ya, ya
Run you down a tractor!
You a actor, tryin to play my part with no fuckin
You the tin man... nigga!
Go see the of oz or kick the can
Damn, now I am the man the man
With a sound that pounds like gunshots in weed
The only thing she is big.. cock..
I push and I push in that wet.. spot..
How she like it? how she like it? she it a lot
Cause I'm and I hit that g.. spot..

I got cash, crazy cash, I hash
In the crack of my ass, then I dash, fast
I blast, mc's don't last, I fast
Like ash, they drop, on the grass, through the glass
I see, asses I must pass, I crash and cut
Like grandmaster flash at mass!
The mash bump uglies like car crash
I'm like, everlast, _jump around_ when I that ass
last, laugh best, who you won test?
I'll a mess on your girlfriend's dress
Then bless the buddha, put away the shot shooter
Cause I new ta, who da?
Hell is gonna question the _redrum_ himself
Yeah, I blow ta rasss off the top

Ta rasss.. all respect out
To krs-one, primo, mcdaniels, sluggy ranks
Redman, man, ill al skratch
Tha - j-ro, my nigga!
And how i'ma leave you on this note right here
If you frontin, on the
I ta rasss.. mad noise, and let you recognize!
It's my now! (ta rasss)
Ta rasss!