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, those
Deep
Whip
I O's
Money, Roll, I stick a zip
Tiptoed, Doc escape row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My too, with wings and 6-0's
My flows is North Pole
My hands got area's fits snow
Doc, hoes in disco's
My dogs let 'em with ripped clothes
Shows, pack 6 rolls
We're 'em
His won't get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 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

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

Timid, to get in it
These is rock rowd
Unchained, untained, you my name
Act strange, pack
not a game
The ill flows, that shows
You can yo
Kickin' in you do', a steel
Go for dough
Why'all gon learn I germs
When you come shot on Big
You gets
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, come get
The last victim lye in a
Now who want to fuck with Hot
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop
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 ?Lous?
On yard to score, second down
Hoes play wifey, to settle down
Try to lock cash, better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth 'em down
to echo loud, bout 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, you hit the crowd
Snitches, kiss to stitch you mouth
then rhinos or liquor trous
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 whole camp put on the missile foul
12 out, bumpin' digital

[Method
We ice
Men of mice, nothing nice

Fuck you
Man]
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on night
Niggas 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 half dead, blasted on bed
(?), red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn
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,
why'all proud
Take MC's to town if start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all ground
Master be basket with tactics
Send my automatic full rap metal
Blasted in your brain on the mattrress
All you ask backwards and visa versa

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