Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
When Doc come a shitload
Grip
Mushrooms, dick
Deep
hoes
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a zip
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, snippin' out a pig
My too, with wings and 6-0's
My flows is North cold
My got area's that fits snow
Doc, fixin' in disco's
My let 'em walk with ripped clothes
Shows, Niggas pack 6
losin' 'em
His hart won't get
you bags off a 10 percent doze
(?), I could hum and cold

Yo, yo tear the off
Yo, yo tear the off
Back off, make me shoot why'all
You don't want to with us
You

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

Timid, to get in it
These dogs is rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, flame
not a game
The ill flows, that shows
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', like a
Go for dough
Why'all gon I spit germs
you come shot on Big Worm
You burned
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, come get
The victim lye in a ditch
Now who want to fuck Hot Nick
Niggas chew gum they ass and pop shit
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu just

You try to O.K
With Doc and Meth
Barsaloon fight weapons out
Strechmarks like on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, only second
Hoes play wifey, to settle down
Try to cash, bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, won't even fit foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, someone kiss to you mouth
Wilder then or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and a mouth
Love the ruckas and love to it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin'

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nothing

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on night
Niggas write
We bust pipe, condo's suck thight
We all right, you all hype and right
In the Source, with half mic, you liked
And half dead, blasted on bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and somethin'
my turn frontin'
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never leave without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And on Judgement Day,
Caught proud
Take MC's to town if they start
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be basket with tactics
Send my automatic full rap jacket
in plastic your brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask and visa versa

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