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
Man]
Fo' we gun

Yo, flipmode,
Toiletbowls
When Doc drop a shitload
fo's
Mushrooms, dick
Deep
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zip code
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, wings and 6-0's
My flows is North Pole
My hands got that fits snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped
Shows, Niggas pack 6
losin' 'em
His won't get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 doze
(?), I could hum and shit

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

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

Timid, to get in it
These dogs is 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 real
Why'all gon learn I spit
When you come on Big Worm
You gets
don't get turned, they get done
And get sun, come get
The last victim lye in a
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
like Belly on Kevin ?Lous?
On yard to score, only down
Hoes wifey, want to settle down
Try to lock cash, better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', shut 'em down
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, Jersey, hunt 'em down
Uncut rhymes, even fit your foul
man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you hit the
Snitches, someone to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the and love to dish it out
3 MC's, start wristin' out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin'

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
[Method
Your thight is to light to
We right, on fright night
When write
We bust pipe, condo's that thight
We all right, you all and war's right
In the Source, with mic, you half liked
And dead, blasted on glass bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', somethin' and learn somethin'
my turn frontin'
Def Jam ain't nothin', yet
Suspect,
Buck 'em or you get busted
leave home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And caught on Day,
Caught why'all
MC's to town if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all ground
Master be basket hazardous tactics
Send my automatic full rap metal
Blasted in plastic your on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and visa

Come on, yo tear the off
Nigga, yo tear the off
Back off, make me shoot why'all
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