Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
[Method
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
When Doc come a shitload
Grip
Mushrooms, those
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zip code
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My flows is Pole cold
My hands got that fits snow
Doc, fixin' hoes in
My dogs let 'em walk with clothes
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
We're 'em
His hart won't get
Pack you bags off a 10 percent
(?), I could hum and cold

Yo, yo the roof off
Yo, yo the roof off
Back off, make me shoot why'all
You want to fuck with us
You

[Method
I get scanned, rip
With stick style
Pistol, ground
Get off my now
crowd, hot style

Timid, to get in it
These dogs is rock
Unchained, untained, you my name
Act strange, pack
It's not a
The ill flows, that kills
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', like a
Go for real
Why'all gon I spit germs
When you come on Big Worm
You gets
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, get some
The last victim lye in a
Now who to fuck with Hot Nick
Niggas gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make Wu just imposters

You try to O.K
Doc and Meth Tical
Barsaloon without weapons out
Strechmarks like Belly on Kevin
On to score, only second down
play wifey, want to settle down
Try to lock cash, better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, even fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, kiss to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the ruckas and to dish it out
3 watched MC's, start out
Get your whole put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to light to
We move right, on night
When Niggas
We bust pipe, condo's suck thight
We all right, you all and war's right
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And dead, blasted on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
Never home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And on Judgement Day,
Caught proud
MC's to town if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, all fall ground
Master be with hazardous tactics
my automatic full rap metal jacket
Blasted in your brain on the mattrress
All you ask backwards and visa versa

Come on, yo tear the off
Nigga, yo tear the off
Back off, don't make me why'all
You don't want to with us
You
Huh
Yo, You don't want to with us
You
Yo, You want to fuck with us
You