Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
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And

Slap it
[Method
Way out of

Roll in a
[Method
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
Doc come drop a shitload
Grip
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 Pole cold
My hands got that fits snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em walk with clothes
Shows, pack 6 rolls
We're 'em
His hart get pulse
you bags off a 10 percent doze
(?), I could hum and shit

Yo, yo tear the off
Yo, yo tear the off
Back off, make me shoot why'all
You want to fuck 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 is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, flame
It's not a
The ill flows, kills shows
You can yo
in you do', like a steel
Go for dough
gon learn I spit germs
When you come on Big Worm
You gets
Punks get turned, they get done
And get sun, get some
The victim lye in a ditch
Now who want to fuck Hot Nick
chew gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go your Wu just imposters

You try to O.K
Doc and Meth Tical
Barsaloon fight without out
Strechmarks like Belly on Kevin
On yard to score, second down
Hoes play wifey, to settle down
Try to lock cash, bitch bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em
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 a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to you mouth
Wilder then or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip a
Love the ruckas and to dish it out
3 watched MC's, start out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin'

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nice

Fuck you
[Method
thight is to light to fight
We move right, on night
Niggas write
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, on glass bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and somethin'
Take my turn
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
Never leave without my musket
this, out for justice, clown
And caught on Day,
why'all proud
Take MC's to town if start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all ground
be basket with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic full rap jacket
Blasted in plastic your on the mattrress
All you kids ask and visa versa

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