Luyện nghe bài hát Tear It Off

Yo man
This is
(?)
Man]
And

Slap it
Man]
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, snippin' out a pig
My too, with wings and 6-0's
My flows is North cold
My hands got area's that snow
Doc, fixin' hoes in
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped
Shows, Niggas 6 rolls
losin' 'em
His won't get pulse
Pack you bags off a 10 doze
(?), I could hum and cold

Yo, yo the roof off
Yo, yo tear the off
Back off, don't me shoot why'all
You don't want to fuck 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 dogs is rock
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 real
Why'all gon I spit germs
When you come shot on Big
You burned
don't get turned, they get done
And get sun, come get
The last lye in a ditch
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
Strechmarks like Belly on ?Lous?
On to score, only second down
Hoes play wifey, to settle down
Try to cash, bitch better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth 'em down
Pound to loud, bout 7 miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, 'em down
Uncut rhymes, even fit your foul
Baddest man out the bunch, '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
Love the ruckas and love to it out
3 watched MC's, start out
Get your whole camp put on the foul
12 out, bumpin' digital

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

Fuck you
[Method
Your thight is to to fight
We move right, on fright
When Niggas
We bust pipe, condo's that thight
We all right, you all and war's right
In the Source, with half mic, you half
And half dead, on glass bed
(?), eyes red, the
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn
my turn frontin'
Def Jam heard nothin', yet
Suspect,
'em down or you get busted
Never home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice,
And caught on Day,
Caught proud
Take to town if they start blawn
to ashes, they all fall ground
Master be with hazardous tactics
Send my full rap metal jacket
Blasted in plastic brain on the mattrress
All you kids ask backwards and versa

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