Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
is protected
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
[Method
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
When Doc come drop a
Grip
Mushrooms, those
pistol
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zip code
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, with wings and
My flows is Pole cold
My got area's that fits snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em with ripped clothes
Shows, Niggas pack 6
We're 'em
His hart won't get
Pack you bags off a 10 percent
(?), I hum and shit cold

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

Man]
I get scanned, rip
With stick style
Pistol, lick
Get off my now
crowd, hot style

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

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu imposters

You try to O.K
With Doc and Meth
fight without weapons out
Strechmarks like on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, second down
play wifey, want to settle down
Try to cash, bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth 'em down
Pound to echo loud, bout 7
Doc, Jersey, hunt 'em down
Uncut rhymes, won't even fit your
man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, you hit the crowd
Snitches, someone to stitch you mouth
Wilder rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and a mouth
the ruckas and love to dish it out
3 watched MC's, wristin' out
Get whole camp put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
[Method
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on night
When write
We pipe, condo's that suck thight
We all right, you all hype and war's
In the Source, with half mic, you liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and somethin'
Take my frontin'
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em down or you get
Never leave without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And on Judgement Day,
Caught why'all
Take MC's to town if start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all ground
be basket with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic 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 don't want to fuck us
You
Huh
Yo, You don't want to with us
You
Yo, You don't want to with us
You