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

1:]

Yo, flipmode,
toiletbowls
When Doc drop a shitload
Grip
Mushrooms, those
Deep
hoes
I O's
Money, Roll, I a zipcode
Tiptoed, before Doc row
Thirsty, out a pig nose
My Benz too, with wings and
My flows is North cold
My hands got area's fits snow
Doc, fixin' hoes in
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped
Shows, pack 6 rolls
We're 'em
His hart get pulse
you bags off a 10 percent doze
(?), I could hum and cold

Yo, yo tear the off
Yo, yo the roof off
Back off, make me shoot y'all
You want to fuck with us
You

2:]
[Method
I get scanned, rip
With this stick
Pistol, lick
Get off my now
crowd, hot style

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', like a
Go for dough
Y'all gon learn I spit
When you come on Big Worm
You burned
Punks don't get turned, get done
And get sun, get some
The last lye in a ditch
Now who fuck with Hot Nick
Niggas gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Doc get,

Up all the
I'm
Go make your Wu imposters

3:]

You try to O.K
With Doc and Tical
Barsaloon fight weapons out
Strechmarks like Belly on ?Lous?
On yard to score, second down
Hoes play wifey, settle down
Try to lock cash, bitch better
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em
Pound to echo loud, 7 miles
Doc, Jersey, hunt 'em down
Uncut rhymes, won't even fit foul
man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk a gun, miss you hit the crowd
Snitches, kiss to stitch you mouth
Wilder then rhinos or liquor
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, 'em out
Ginger watch the gun and skip a mouth
the ruckas and love to dish it out
3 watched MC's, start out
Get your whole camp put on the missile
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin'

4:]
[Method
We ice
Men of mice, ain't nice

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

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