Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
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Man]
And

Slap it
[Method
Way out of

Roll in a
[Method
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
When Doc come drop a
fo's
Mushrooms, dick
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a zip
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, with wings and
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 6 rolls
We're 'em
His hart won't get
Pack you off a 10 percent doze
(?), I hum and shit cold

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

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I get scanned, rip
this stick style
Pistol, lick
Get off my now
crowd, hot style

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

Up all the
I'm
Go your Wu just imposters

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon fight weapons out
Strechmarks Belly on Kevin ?Lous?
On to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, want to down
Try to lock cash, bitch bounce
jumpin', Meth shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, won't fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, someone to stitch you mouth
Wilder rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
watch with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the ruckas and to dish 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, nothing nice

Fuck you
[Method
thight is to light to fight
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 turn
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
Never leave home my musket
this, out for justice, clown
And on Judgement Day,
Caught proud
MC's to town if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all fall
Master be basket with hazardous
Send my automatic full rap metal
Blasted in your brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask and visa versa

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