Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
is protected
(?)
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And

Slap it
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Way out of

Roll in a
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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 and 6-0's
My flows is North cold
My hands got area's fits snow
Doc, fixin' hoes in
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His won't get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 doze
(?), I hum and shit cold

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

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

Timid, to get in it
dogs is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, flame
not a game
The ill flows, kills shows
You can yo
in you do', like a steel
Go for real
Why'all gon I spit germs
When you come on Big Worm
You burned
don't get turned, they get done
And get sun, get some
The victim 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 your Wu just imposters

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon without weapons out
Strechmarks like on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, only second
Hoes play wifey, want to down
Try to lock cash, bitch bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em
Uncut rhymes, won't fit your foul
man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, you hit the crowd
Snitches, kiss to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
watch with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the and love to dish it out
3 MC's, start wristin' out
Get whole camp put on the missile foul
12 out, bumpin' digital

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We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
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Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on fright
When Niggas
We pipe, condo's that suck thight
We all right, you all hype and war's
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And half dead, blasted on bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and somethin'
my turn frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em or you get busted
leave home without my musket
this, out for justice, clown
And caught on Day,
Caught why'all
MC's to town if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all ground
Master be with hazardous tactics
my automatic full rap metal jacket
Blasted in plastic your brain on the
All you kids ask and visa versa

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