Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
Man]
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

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

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

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

Timid, to get in it
These dogs is rowd
Unchained, untained, you my name
Act strange, flame
It's not a
The ill flows, that kills
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', a steel
Go for real
Why'all gon learn I spit
When you shot on Big Worm
You burned
don't get turned, they get done
And get sun, come get
The last lye in a ditch
Now who to fuck with Hot Nick
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu just

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon fight without out
like Belly on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, only second
Hoes play wifey, want to settle
Try to lock cash, bitch better
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, Jersey, hunt 'em down
rhymes, won't even fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, someone kiss to you mouth
Wilder rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch the gun and skip a mouth
the ruckas and love to dish it out
3 watched MC's, start out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on fright
When Niggas
We bust pipe, condo's that suck
We all right, you all hype and war's
In the Source, with half mic, you half
And half dead, blasted on bed
(?), red, the hashhead
somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my turn
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And caught on Day,
why'all proud
Take MC's to town if start blawn
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be basket with hazardous
my automatic full rap metal jacket
Blasted in plastic brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask and visa versa

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