Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
is protected
(?)
[Method
And

Slap it
Man]
Way out of

Roll in a
Man]
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
Doc come drop a shitload
Grip
Mushrooms, dick
Deep
hoes
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zip code
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, snippin' out a pig
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My is North Pole cold
My hands got area's that snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em with ripped clothes
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His hart won't get
Pack you bags off a 10 percent
(?), I could hum and cold

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

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

Timid, to get in it
dogs is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you know my
Act strange, pack
not a game
The ill flows, that shows
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', like a
Go for dough
Why'all gon learn I spit
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 with Hot
chew gum with 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 Belly on Kevin
On to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, want to settle
Try to lock cash, bitch bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 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 to stitch you mouth
then rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch the gun and skip a mouth
Love the ruckas and to dish it out
3 MC's, start wristin' out
Get whole camp put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, digital

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

Fuck you
[Method
Your is to light to fight
We move right, on night
When write
We bust pipe, condo's that thight
We all right, you all hype and war's
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn and learn somethin'
Take my frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em or you get busted
Never home without my musket
this, out for justice, clown
And caught on Day,
Caught proud
Take MC's to if they start blawn
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be basket with tactics
Send my automatic full rap metal
in plastic your brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and visa

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